1. I am a freelance writer: Zhu.
I support freedom.
For the prodigal son
Drifting in the dry canopy in autumn
The heels of flowing water and clouds
It rains every night.
I support freedom.
For the tenderness of the past
It is the west wind in pain.
Overwhelmed by unread.
Hold a handful of loess
I support freedom.
Free and easy for drinkers.
Brew an empty pot of wine
To see you again.
Live a free life that I will never see again.
2. Freedom I long for freedom
I fantasize about freedom
I am a bird longing for freedom.
Fly out of my cage
Let me fly, let me fly.
Fly to the sky
go to the world
Let my mind get the best comfort.
freedom
3. Free thought is like a runaway wild horse.
Yes, words are ok.
Let go, but move freely.
No beam, really not.
Like sleeping naked, lying on your side or
Lie on your back or jump.
The body, let you,
Maybe to sleep.
After some tossing, this
Tossing is freedom.
Obstacles, touch your own
Chest is ok, who can?
Touch the Statue of Liberty
Chest? Therefore,
You will know freedom.
Radian, proportion.
4. You long for freedom.
Like a bird in a cage.
Bind the body
Want to spread your wings and fly?
But silently I don't know where the sky is.
You long for freedom.
Like fish in a pond.
Imprisoned the mind
Want to travel far away
But in vain, I don't know where the direction is.
You long for freedom.
Like a wanderer in a foreign land
Be forced by life
I want to go back to my hometown.
But I don't know when I can come back.
You've never been free.
It's like you never owned this world.
Not before.
There won't be any now
There can be no one in the future.
5. Freedom. He bound me with culture.
I broke my pen and tore my book.
He uses benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith.
I live in a tree hole in a grass skirt.
He uses law and morality.
I only allow myself to be human.
Once in darkness
You go forward bravely.
I cry, I laugh, I run.
You and you are as proud as you want.
Moderate war
So what if you lose your armor?
Really become your slave
Your name is freedom.
6. Free-walking flowers Author: Youth Yue
Body and soul must have one on the road? Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.
Have you ever imagined running away a thousand times?
About wandering rivers and deserted deserts in dreams.
Most of the time you squat on the shore.
Looking at the white clouds floating in the sky, and finally in the same posture.
Reach the depths of the night at the same time
They said it was covered with thick snow.
Over the years, cold has become a sharp thorn.
We'll talk about it later. The besieged city was cut off from a light.
You hold the red acacia and the torch held high.
I embarked on a long road without hesitation.
We didn't see it, in the moonlight.
Staggered joys and sorrows.
The cut ears blossom one after another.
Pick up the ever-burning lamp of ice, and the pulse of pain flashes.
Guess this is the most beloved lover in winter.
The wet wind blew slowly and blew off the stamens.
Let all the fragrance have nowhere to hide.
You're still barefoot and red all over.
Roll your eyes repeatedly. Where are you going?
Where is the ancient city near dawn?
Look, look, those swaying shadows.
Together with the fate of the poor word, it is hidden in the palm print.
When you mention your last name, you have nothing to hide.
Turn around again and get lost in people's legends.
Lost behind the future.
7. The old stranger gave me a pair of wings.
I want to fly.
In the vast blue sky
I have my own dreams
Give me a boat.
Where do I want to go boating
On the rough sea
I have my own ideals.