1. When it's sunny, it's time to take a walk on the path: the muddy road moistened by rain must be cool and gentle; Show off the new green grass and wash away the dirt at once; Little Chrysanthemum, which is no longer timid, slowly raises its head, tries to be warm and cold, and then blooms one after another;
The butterfly shakes off the water drops and walks freely among the leaves, exposing its colorful pages of wisdom to the sun. Go for a walk on the path, when the weather is good: barefoot, hand in hand, stepping on new mud and wading across the stream. The sun has pushed away the haze, and the stream is dizzy and wrinkled in the warm wind. Look at the dark green moving in the mountains-the footprint of the cloud-and it is wandering.
2. The shepherd girl's bell shook off the light leaves. Qiu Meng is faint, which is the gentle and graceful love of shepherdess. So my dream came quietly, but it carried a heavy past. Oh, now, I'm a little cold, a little cold and a little depressed.
If the spring of life comes again and the old frozen ice thaws, then I will see a bright smile and hear a clear call-these distant dreams. These beautiful things will never disappear, because all beautiful things will exist forever, they just condense like ice and will reopen like flowers one day.
4. It is said that it is the sorrow of lonely autumn, and it is said that it is acacia in the distant sea. If someone asks me what's on my mind, I dare not say your name. I dare not say your name, if someone asks me what's on my mind: I say it's acacia in the distant sea, and it's the sadness of lonely autumn.
If I die here, my friends, don't be sad, I will live in your hearts forever. One of you is dead, and he has a deep hatred in the Japanese prison. You should always remember it.
When you come back, dig out his injured limbs from the soil and hold his soul high with your triumphant cheers. Then put his bones on the summit, exposed to the sun and bathed in the wind: in that dark and humid dungeon, this is his only dream.