1, "Teach me how not to think about her"
Author: Liu Bannong
There are some clouds floating in the sky and some breezes blowing on the ground.
Ah! The breeze blows my hair and teaches me how to miss her.
Moonlight fell in love with the ocean, and the ocean fell in love with moonlight.
Ah! How could I miss her on such a night as honey as silver?
Flowers fall on the water and flow slowly, while fish swim slowly under the water.
Ah! Swallow, what did you say? Teach me how to miss her.
The dead trees shook in the cold wind. Wildfire burns in the twilight.
Ah! There is still some light in the western paradise. Teach me how to miss her.
2. unexpected
Author: Xu Zhimo
I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected on your heart-
You don't have to be surprised, let alone happy-
It disappeared in an instant. You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You might as well remember, but you'd better forget.
The light that shines on each other at this intersection!
3. Rain Lane
Author: Dai Wangshu
Walking alone with an oil-paper umbrella.
Long, long, lonely rain lane,
I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac.
She has the same color and fragrance as cloves.
Lilac sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation;
Like me, she lingered in this lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella.
Like me, silently sad, indifferent, sad and melancholy.
She silently approached, approached and took a breath.
She drifted across, like a dream, as sad and confused as a dream.
Like a lilac field in a dream, this girl floats by me; She walked away silently,
Far away, I walked to the broken wall and walked through this rainy alley.
In the elegy of the rain, her color faded,
Scattered her fragrance, dissipated,
Even her sighing eyes and lavender melancholy.
Walking alone with an oil-paper umbrella,
In the long and lonely rain lane, I hope to float across a lilac.
A girl with a grudge.
Step 4 hope
Author: Hu Shi
I came from the mountains with orchids,
Plant it in a small garden and hope it will bloom well.
If you look at it three times a day, it will be too late to see the flowers;
I'm anxious to see the flowers, but there's no one there.
Seeing the coming of autumn, moving flowers for home;
The spring breeze will come back next year, and I wish you a pot full of flowers!
5. "Out of chapter"
Author: Bian
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams.