Chapter 1: Author/Haizi in Spring, Ten Haizi
In spring, ten Haizi
In spring, all ten Haizi came back to life.
In the bright scenery
Laugh at this savage and sad Haizi
Why on earth did you sleep so long?
In spring, ten Haizi growled in a low voice.
Dance and sing beside you with me.
Tear up your black hair,
Ride on you and fly away, dusty
The pain of your division is all over the earth.
In spring,
A savage and vengeful Haizi
This is the only one left, the last one.
This is children of the night,
Immerse yourself in the winter and die.
Cann't help myself,
I like the empty and cold countryside.
The grain there was piled high, covering the windows.
Half of them are used in the mouth of a family of six.
Eat and stomach
Half of it is used for agriculture and self-breeding.
The wind blows from east to west,
Blow from north to south, regardless of night and dawn.
What exactly do you mean by dawn?
Chapter 2: Author/Xu Zhimo of "Traveling in the Clouds"
That day, you wandered in the air,
Free and relaxed, you don't want to stay.
On the other side of the sky or in the corner of the earth,
Your happiness is unrestrained,
You are more casual on the humble ground.
There are first-class rivers, although you are bright.
Dye him ethereal when crossing the street,
Wake him up and hold on to your beautiful image.
He clung to deep sadness,
Because beauty cannot stand still in the landscape;
He wants you to fly across Qian Shan,
Cast a shadow on the wider lake and sea!
He's wasting away for you, a first-class stream,
In the hope of incompetence, I hope you fly back.
Chapter 3: The author of Fantasia of Life/Gu Cheng
Put my fantasies and dreams
Put it in a long and narrow shell
A sunshade made of willow branches
Still circling the long sound of Xia Chan
Tighten the mast rope
The wind blows the sails of morning mist.
I sail a sailboat.
Have no purpose
Ripples in the blue sky
Let the waterfall of sunshine
Wash my skin black.
The sun is my tracker.
It pulls me.
A rope with strong light
brick by brick
After 12 hour journey.
I was pushed by the wind.
From east to west
The sun disappeared in the twilight.
Night comes.
I sailed into the harbor of the Milky Way.
Thousands of stars look at me.
I stayed.
Crescent-golden anchor
It's dark.
The ocean is full of muddy icebergs.
meet by chance
"rumble"-thunder and lightning
where am I going?
The universe is so boundless.
With golden straw
Weave into a cradle
Put my inspiration and heart
Put it inside.
Button wheel
Let time delay.
Welcome the world.
The wheel turned over.
Between thyme and wild chrysanthemum
Crickets welcome me.
Shake the strings
I melt my hopes in flowers.
Night is like a valley.
Sunlight is like a mountain peak.
Sleep! Close your eyes.
This world has nothing to do with me.
Horse of time
weary
Yellow-tailed Taiping bird
Make a nest in my car.
I still have to travel around the world—
Deserts, forests and remote corners
The sun scorched the earth.
Like baking a piece of bread.
I walk.
bare feet
I put my footprints
Like a stamp printed all over the earth.
The world will blend in.
My life
I want to sing.
A human song
Thousands of years later
* * * In the universe.
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