It's late at night, and I'm trapped like courtship, surrounded by my arms.
I gave you all the time, you ghost. Are you going to rob my night?
In this quiet night, I hope my soul belongs to myself.
Everything has an end, why, your voice must cross the night to stimulate me.
No music and sleep at night?
Can't the stars in your sky shine without the moon?
Can't the birds in your forest sleep without the company of spring breeze?
Can't the peony in your garden bloom without the kiss of bees?
If so, tell me,
Why, when he's in front of you,
Why do you put on your arrogant coat?
Why do you have contemptuous eyes;
Why is your expression cold?
If you love him, why don't you say it?
If you pity him, why don't you comfort him gently?
If you miss him, why don't you write and tell him.
Can he only become a ghost and invade his soul all the time?
If you are just so selfish and don't know how to cherish, his soul will die sooner or later.
Sooner or later, your happiness will pass by like a meteor.
Calling for modern poetry appreciation II. The call of mountains
Nanzhang County Highway Administration Bureau; Ma Hongxia wrote it.
There is a thread-bound county annals in the upper right corner of the desk.
I went in to look at the past history,
Listen to old songs,
This is a dream, a dream,
Happiness is sadness.
I came out and my thoughts wandered in front of me.
The call of the mountain village shook the eardrum,
Blood and tears,
There is sorrow and sorrow.
The wish of Shanxiang has been pursued for thousands of years.
The dream of the mountain people is a bridge or road leading to the world.
Stop thinking about that,
Two mountains can talk and meet each other for one day.
I don't want to climb cliffs, mountains and canyons in fear.
My parents gave me a lot of pain,
There is a thrilling scene of brothers and sisters in it.
Everything is gone,
Everything starts again,
The call of the mountain village brought a group of people.
There are old people, young people, women and children.
They carry camels on their shoulders and unknown tools.
They set up tents at the top of the mountain and by the river.
Smoke from the kitchen rose from the Woods,
Ignorance and desolation stop here.
This bridge is no longer a stone slab bridge, but a swinging board.
The road is no longer a snake.
The car entered the hut from then on.
Mountain products has since flowed to the streets of the city.
A group of educated young people,
Also drove into the mountain.
Yellow vest, red hat,
And from time to time on the mountain road.
Breakthrough-
Sweating in the hot sun,
Auxiliary highway-
Write spring and autumn when the snow is cold.
This is a lofty ideal.
This is a firm belief,
This is the unremitting pursuit.
Shanxiang stopped talking,
Efforts to achieve national rejuvenation have become a practical action.
Highway people shoulder the burden of highway construction with their hearts.
Money, fame and status are like dirt.
I'm from the highway,
How heroic, how confident, how heavy.
We like to listen to the call of the countryside,
That's an inspiring drum and horn,
This is an exciting sport and scoring.
Forward, we must realize the Chinese dream, my dream,
Forward, always cheer up and fight!