Chapter 1: I like your silence. I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
You listen to me from a distance, but my voice can't touch you.
It seems that your eyes have flown away, like a kiss, sealing your mouth.
When everything fills my soul,
You emerged from all things and filled my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are like the word melancholy.
I like your silence, as if you had already left.
You sound sad, like a sad butterfly.
You hear me from a distance, and my voice is not as good as yours;
Let me be silent in your silence.
Let me talk to you through your silence,
Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.
You are like the night, with loneliness and stars.
Your silence is the silence of the stars, far away and bright.
I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
Distant and sad, as if you were dead.
At that time, a word and a smile were enough.
I'll be happy because it's not true.
Chapter two: Tribute is the most hypocritical existence in the world.
Is against time.
Spring flowers are ashamed of the summer solstice.
The moon and so on hurt for life.
The stem of every inch of time
They cry when they wake up.
It's just thunder
The rain covered the sigh with an excuse.
Sick
Wild horses in the basin
Eat weeds and hedges
But I can't fill my hungry stomach.
Draw a bone.
In the sky of thought, the horse is in the reins.
Let the city of the sky get rid of the virtual
Let me be you too.
Be your eyes at night
See through the distance between hair and white hair.
Let immortality last forever.
Let the warmth not tremble before dawn
Don't be lonely in the distance
It's like a soul getting rid of a bone.
Restore sincerity
I am also a tributary.
Chapter 3: Memories of youth always plunge into memories.
This bottomless wine jar
Concentrated fermentation
Drag it out
Let the spicy taste toss and turn.
Sweet long tune
Let the night indulge in the morning light.
Last second
The most naughty cricket.
Just trying to catch it.
Just waddling.
Jump along the fingertips of childhood
Fortunately, fireflies are willing.
Be a loyal guide.
So many drops of green youth.
And Wang Guozhen Xi Murong.
With Tagore
Green smile
There are too many things in a smile.
Green sunshine and flowing water
Green insect singing footprints
The rocks are green, too.
There is one hidden in my heart.
Sit inside and look at the other side of the sky.
Eggs that begin to hatch
Growing up slowly
A bird
The day I walked out of the mountain
It flew out.
White clouds have been hovering around it.
Shan Lan has been running around it.
At that time, light was just fragments.
Squeeze along the back of your hand
I agree
I started to rub my life into my bones.
Let the memories shine only in the rubbed bones.
Yuwei
Article 4: I am a bird, I am a bird.
No peacock's gorgeous feathers
Naivety has not yet taken off.
How can you stand eagles?
harass
I am a bird.
I make noise under the eaves.
I am in my mother's arms.
Even those who can only climb trees
Old cat
I am a bird.
I don't know my troubles when I grow up.
Facing free flight
It doesn't matter if I'm scared.
Gaotian
I am a bird.
But who knows that I ended up
By ignorant children
There is no reason
kill
Chapter 5: Marriage and happiness have future goals.
Always cheer us up.
Like a gray moth flying to the flame.
Willing to be a prisoner of fire
It's you who keep swinging.
It's your beautiful tassels flying.
In the days of infatuation
Who knows?
What is sweet?
What is bitterness?
Only know
If you are sure, you won't look back.
If you want to lose, you will lose to pursuit.
If you want to get married, marry happiness.
Chapter 6: Let's go.
Fallen leaves blow into deep valleys,
Singing has no home.
Come on,
Moonlight on the ice,
It has overflowed from the river.
Come on,
Looking at the same sky,
The heart beats the drum of twilight.
Come on,
We haven't lost our memories,
Let's find the lake of life.
Come on,
Road, road,
It is full of red.