I tried my best ~ ~ ~ ~
Gently open the earth album of green future, and the mountains and rivers will ask me: children, cross-century children, what do you want to leave for the future earth? Shall we leave a tree or a flower? Is it the spring that leaves life or the eternal green ditch? Ah, you said, I said, he said: leave a better earth for the future, a green song of peace! Waving colored brushes affectionately, the blue sky and the sea will welcome me; Angel, angel of nature, what do you want to draw for the future world? Do you want to draw evergreen trees in green hills or green trees all over the desert? Draw an unbeaten flower season, or draw a spring scenery that will never disappear? Ah, with you, him and me, draw a better future for the world. Think of me and remind you that you won't forget what you said to me? I cherish them all, too. For us, memory is an indelible day-it will never turn yellow. When we meet, it is always short-lived. When we look forward to it, it's always a long time. How many shiny lines did the stream pick up? If you want to miss me, look at the twinkling stars in the sky. I am looking for a flowering tree for you (Xi Murong). How to make you meet me at my most beautiful moment? I have been praying for Buddha for 500 years. Let's form a dusty Buddha, and then turn me into a tree, growing on the roadside where you must pass. It is my hope in my previous life to bloom carefully. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting, and when you finally ignore those friends who have fallen behind you, won't you? It's a petal, and it's my dying homesickness (Xi Murong). The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night, but my hometown's face is a vague disappointment, like waves in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings, never getting old and never complaining (Xi Murong). If you fall in love with someone, please be gentle with her, no matter how long or short you have been in love. If you can always treat each other gently, all moments are flawless beauty. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank her in your heart. When you grow up, you will know that youth without resentment has no regrets at the moment when you suddenly look back, such as the quiet night on the mountain. I will leave Cambridge (Xu Zhimo) gently, just as I came gently. I gently waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. The green grass on the soft mud is swaying underwater. In the gentle waves of Cambridge, I would like to be a water plant! That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream? Support a long Artemisia, wander back to the greener grassland, load a boat of starlight and sing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't sing, quietly a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight! I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve. How can a flowering tree (Xi Murong) let you meet me at my most beautiful moment? I have been praying for Buddha for 500 years. Let's form a dusty Buddha, and then turn me into a tree that grows on the roadside where you must pass, and the flowers bloom carefully. This is the hope of my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting, and when you finally ignore those friends who have fallen behind you, won't you? It's a petal, and it's my dying homesickness (Xi Murong). The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan, which always rings on a moonlit night, but my hometown's face is a vague disappointment, like waves in the fog. After parting, homesickness is a tree without rings, never getting old and never complaining (Xi Murong). If you fall in love with someone, please be gentle with her, no matter how long or short you have been in love. If you can always treat each other gently, all moments are flawless beauty. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank her in your heart. When you grow up, you will know that youth without resentment has no regrets at the moment when you suddenly look back, such as the quiet night on the mountain. I will leave Cambridge (Xu Zhimo) gently, just as I came gently. I gently waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. The green grass on the soft mud is swaying underwater. In the gentle waves of Cambridge, I would like to be a water plant! That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream? Support a long Artemisia, wander back to the greener grassland, load a boat of starlight and sing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't sing, quietly a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight! I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeves without taking away a cloud and a song that loves the earth!