Some people are using small boxes to collect the coolness of autumn.
Jin Mu Waterfall is my dream.
I trample on it step by step.
Crush it and make it brittle.
Winter is coming.
A person's name is shining on the sparkling lake.
The wind is called Yang Liuzhi.
I am following the trend.
I have a poet in my heart,
But he was chased as the king in the noise.
The green water is long, and it is a prodigal sigh-
How much youth passes under a thin arc?
I came back to life again and again for no reason.
It is like a quiet pavilion, quietly receiving the lake and the crowd.
Autumn wind blows snow,
I thought it would wake up on the branch? !
? Text/Ding Feng
Don't wait for the long night
Crush into a broken heart
The pain of separation is better than the sympathy of ignorance.
If you give it to me,
Then I might as well jump into the cold pool.
Dedicate love to the abyss far from the village
Let the pool on the bridge, deeply depressed.
This man who doesn't want to live any longer.
Text/Ding Feng
The pursuit of romance is irresistible at night.
The pursuit is the silence of the deep forest and the wanton flute chaos.
No one can hurt, no one can mess around.
It is better to die alone than to live noisily.
Crickets can be pursued and are faithful friends.
The night is mixed with hesitation, and tonight I die alone.
Live in the depths of the soul
Playing a lonely flute on high.
Rest in peace until your heart is set free.