Author: Shu Ting
Whose hand suddenly withdrew from the colorful handkerchief waving at you?
Cover your eyes tightly. When people are scattered, who
Still standing at the stern, the clothes are like clouds.
Jiang Tao, raise your voice and lower your voice. Beautiful dreams leave beautiful sadness.
Generation after generation, but the heart
Can it really turn into stone, just to see the sky?
And missed countless human months, along Jiangfeng.
The torrent of Jin Ju and Ligustrum lucidum is inciting new betrayal.
It is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover for one night than to show off on the cliff for a thousand years.
2. "Frontier"
Author: Xi Murong
If people can be reincarnated, if there is reincarnation in the world.
So my love, what was our past life like?
If you used to be a woman picking lotus in Jiangnan,
I must be the one you missed under your wrist.
If you have ever been an urchin who plays truant.
I must be a brand-new marble that fell out of your bag.
In the grass by the roadside
Watching you leave unconsciously.
If you were once a monk with a side wall
I must be the incense in front of the temple.
Burning has been silent with you for a while.
Therefore, when we meet in this life, we always feel a little unfinished.
But it's too vague to distinguish it carefully.
I can't tell you one by one.
3. Olive tree
Author: San Mao
Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away.
Why are you wandering, wandering far away?
For the birds flying in the sky, for the streams flowing in the mountains.
Wandering in the distance for the vast grassland
Also, for the dream olive tree, olive tree.
Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away.
Why do you wander? Why do you wander far away?
For my dream, olive tree
Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away.
Why are you wandering, wandering far away?
Step 4 laugh
Author: Lin
It's her eyes, lips and the vortex of her lips that are laughing.
Gorgeous as dew, smiling, hiding in the flash of shell teeth.
That's laughter-God's smile, beautiful smile;
The reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
Laughing is her loose curly hair, scattered in the ear.
Soft as a flower shadow, itchy and sweet, flooding into your heart.
That's a smile-a smile in a poem, a smile in a painting: traces of clouds, soft waves of waves.
5. The sound of autumn rain
Author: Fu Tianlin
The rain outside the window kept talking;
The voice in the window, chattered.
What did the man outside the window say?
Ask trees, flowers and streams;
What is written on the window?
Ask about smiles, kisses and eyes.
Everything outside the window has been said all night.
The sound of rain and voices are intertwined with dreams.
The light on the horizon, the blush on your face,
Turning clouds float in front of goddess peak. ...