Xi Murong, a flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
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Portrait of a tree
Author: Xi Murong
When the smile in the wind is no longer fragrant
The gentle words were silenced.
When the pupils of the stars become colder and darker.
And the trails in Qianshan are extinct.
I'm just a lonely tree
Resist the arrival of autumn