Garden 1
A seed
Rooted in the soil of desire
In the silent waiting
Compete with each other
Want to destroy and escape
Don't give up persistence and pursuit.
Subverting fantasy again and again
Rebuild hope over and over again
Like a gardener in a storm
And the garden he can't take care of.
It's time to hide from the rain alone.
Or * * * to meet the baptism of heaven and earth?
Step 2 separate
Two branches on the tree
The past in the past
Share loneliness and happiness.
The future, the future
Each one carries storms and rainbows.
The moment of separation
Maybe they all turned their backs and cried for a while.
But it is inevitable to move from intimacy to alienation.
From now on, a branch goes south? One branch goes north.
no doubt
Grow into an independent individual
This irresistible pain and fate
This is no longer a good opportunity and opportunity.
I just want another branch to reach the sky.
Lush leaves
I just wish I had the same land under my feet.
Eternal fragrance
3. Time
The gentle clock ticks.
Walking in the early morning white fog
Lonely flowers petal by petal.
Stretching out on the lonely and quiet balcony
I opened the door.
A gust of wind blew.
Frolic fallen flowers
Beautiful sunshine
Talking in the air in droves.
In countless times in the past
How many branches have grown up quietly?
How many Ye Er fell quietly?
How many people smiled?
How many touching stories are there?
Start carefully.
4. I'm here
I'm here? I am here.
So is my soul.
We sat face to face.
The trees outside the window are covered with green leaves.
It gets cool in autumn.
There are beautiful stories and sadness in life.
There are proud faces and humble faces in the crowd.
On the river of time, there is joy, harmony and loneliness.
In the vertical and horizontal of time and space
Everything has its joys and sorrows.
But none of them are here.
Not here and now.
On such an afternoon
We don't dwell on the past.
Let go of the distant expectations for the future.
We came here in the cool autumn? In the bright window
With the common heart of ordinary people
Accept the gift of time
Enjoy the gift of life
This wind, this rain, this flower, this tree
This same but different beautiful old world
5. Son and mother
Twenty years of life
It is a perennial woody plant.
Going to Qiu Lai in spring, the years are like songs.
If the soul has a home
That must be your proper noun. There are happy elves in it.
It must be your dignified gesture to show the beauty of the world with your own beauty.
Yes, that's you.
A happy life and another quiet life.
Open your eyes and open the color of spring.
Stretch and shake off the heavy snow in a good year.
Year after year, day after day
The root of thought, the branch of experience.
Speak, grow, grow
One day, I will leave my hometown.
One day, I had to say goodbye.
However, however
Now you are nearby.
I am grateful for the initial accident.
Lay the foundation for a lifetime
The security and abundance of this heart