Towards the Northwest
Towards the declaration of the wind as sharp as a knife
Towards the depths of Xintianyou’s music
Standing in the ancient desert wasteland< /p>
Become a green tree
Decipher the secret words released by the wind and sand and yellow clouds
Let Werther's worries
Dissipate with the sunset
Become a white cloud that lasts for thousands of years
You said you are nineteen years old
It’s time to complete the turning point in your life
Leave home and be together At night
Grow many manly qualities
Learn to treat tears as the sacrament
Swallow them in the stomach and transform them into strength
Ancient The crenellations of the Great Wall
Like your eyes
Pat your chest and you say
Nineteen years old with a great harvest
That’s it
p>You firmly believe that the empty night can give rise to colorful thoughts
The blue time and space
can be condensed into endless waves. Love
You firmly believe in cutting off the loneliness
Can sharpen the edge of thinking
Can crush endless loneliness
Can pave out colorful Road
You firmly believe that your silence is a poem
A wordless song
A life that does not decay in the yellow land
Do you firmly believe that one day, in the far distance
Jiangnan with apricot blossoms and drizzle
There are countless monuments about the ancient desert in the northwest
That's it
Let the disdainful eyes pass by
The ancient desert needs green
It needs the touch of warm arms
Standing under the wild sun
Become a green tree
Decipher the secret language of thousands of years
About the nation
About the country
About love
< p> About life!Recommend a publication called "Poetry of the Northwest" for you to take a look