Author: Song Yulan
Dream, stained with color, has my favorite purple.
It's gorgeous romance under the blue sky.
Smelling the flowers, floating in the wind.
In my dream, it gently calls my name.
Gave me a piece of land abroad.
Dream, fall in love with freedom, have my sincere feelings.
It is graceful and swaying, and disappeared under the blue sky.
Flip a distant melody
I gently picked up its love, in my dream.
Hold it tightly in your arms and plant it in your heart.
Since then, a lavender manor has been opened up in my mind, and the fragrance is diffuse.
2. lavender
Author: Xidi
I like the sky because of blue.
Because I like the sky and the blooming clouds.
Because you turned around.
Like solitary smoke, like sunset, sunset glow and afterglow.
Even like an old chair.
I like wisteria's dry skin and atrophied bones.
And you, like a bunch of lavender.
As one of them, smell my breath and perspective.
After that, you hold your throat first.
Then, you hold the whole body, including nostrils and soul.
This is nothing more than to
I will also make a lavender that blooms in the corner of your eye.
Actually, there are too many people.
I really want to meditate, eat people and eat fireworks by your side.
Step 3: lavender
Author: Annie
The whole early summer, in the early morning
When the night elves say goodbye to tears, Pearl
When it was still hanging on the grass
When the world wakes up, it is still gentle.
Always stay on the balcony for a while.
Like waking up in the middle of the night
Reach out and touch the newborn baby around you.
See if the purple across the river is still there.
I seem to see myself every time.
Wearing cheongsam, barefoot.
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Let the rain drop on the instep
Yes, they are always there.
They won't always be there.
The whole early summer morning
Without rain, there would be no you.
4. lavender
Author: Zhao Yaling
I want to embroider your heart on the rainy clouds.
Send you a letter.
It doesn't matter if you can bring the mud smell of Qinling Mountain. The important thing is.
I want you to listen to the grass heart by the Jinling River.
If the rainbow hangs in the blue sky
That grass is bound to chase the wings of birds.
in the sun
Put on your dream clothes
5, lavender flower language
Author: Huayang
Your footsteps are getting closer.
My shortness of breath continued the tension in my previous life.
I feel the glory of holding hands.
The purple sky merged into a dazzling sea of flowers.
You said I was waiting for the angel of love
Are you there? Is that you? Is it really you?
I try to open every little bud.
I tried to shake the trunk holding a short memory.
Collect eternal fragrance for you
Just waiting for you to recognize my face at a glance
Is that you? Is that you? Is it really you?
Your footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the wind chimes are nice.
I'm waiting for your smiling eyes
Pierce my fantasy
The sky reflects the purple waves in the bay.
This is my ups and downs
I'm waiting, waiting, waiting for your heart.
Eye gestures open a unique style all the way.
Talk about Zhu Liu's life experience and piano music from overseas.
Talk about farm chickens, natural weeds and gifts of fine stones.
The legend of lavender is crumbling, and Gegutang has been waiting for thousands of years.
Listen to the whispers of floating clouds and chew romantic poems on the red land.
The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the mountains and rivers are green.
Fireworks of divine desire
Raise your neck and drink the sun and moon in your eyes.
No familiar bird will get lost at present.
At this moment, a bunch of fireworks lit the lamp of the soul.
Whether you come or not, whether you study or not,
The rain will go against the sky.
Some traces of returning to nature will never leave.