I left in a hurry.
Broken footsteps arouse pity.
Love of yesterday
The spinning head becomes empty.
It's also sad to walk
Sorrow and pain are brewing quietly.
One's own melancholy
Taste alone
Men's tears can only
Stay in the dark
low
The only sad news that will be announced in the first time.
I was disappointed at night
Stumbling in walking.
A dizzy mind
Copy you
A lone boat and a leaf
Went to Chung Shan Man.
return to you
The purest first love
Just left the group
heart
Pale.
Have no blood color
2. The Moon and Cinnamon/Zhang Yanping
only
The moon is so quiet.
Stay on the laurel tree
Stop at Guishu and look up.
Gazing angle
only
The moonlight is so gentle.
Sprinkle it on the branches and leaves of osmanthus trees
Outline the elegant and straight posture of osmanthus trees
probably
The moon has been to many places.
Waiting for willow tips, looking at the eaves
An imaginative glass
Even the wings of homing birds
probably
The moonlight has shone on many people's hearts.
The weary footsteps of lonely travelers
The paper house written by the poet
But now
They all happened to stay.
In the eyes of a middle-aged woman
At an eternal distance
Write the most beautiful picture.
3, "Frost Leaves Drunk" text/Liang Lingzhi
Pat, pat, the fruit is ripe.
Frost immersion, the river of life
Traces in veins
At this time, the most suitable wine.
From light clouds to high sky and late autumn.
Hold out old wine and indulge in drinking.
Drunk and red again
Dance lightly in the wind
Talking about old things endlessly.
Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and a tree is lush.
After a short silence.
A perfect rotation, falling
Sleep with a root and fall asleep.
travel
When the spirit is depressed.
Life will cease to exist.
A curvy figure
How can you stand it?
Autumn leaves are bleak, and the wind is late.
Hang your head
Just to improve my mind.
If you have an unyielding soul
There will be a solid land under your feet.
Wherever you go,
There will be countless pairs of eyes following you.
From other people
We know ourselves.
4, "Hometown Tune" text/Huang Guotian
When I was a child, my hometown was a canal.
Playing in the water is my paradise.
When I was a child, my hometown was a book.
Always want to recite all night.
When people reach middle age, hometown is an expectation.
Well done
I'm always afraid of messing up the beat that satisfies the masses.
Now, we can't talk about old age
My hometown reminds me.
Which means-
Someone left or died, leaving a good reputation.
People left their names.
5, "Looking at the West Building" text/Yan Xiaolong
The wind blows peach blossoms with the current.
Xiaoqiaotou
Sigh, jade hand holding long hair.
Gaze at the west building
Fish are swimming in the stream.
The night is dim
The lonely soul of the bright moon sends homesickness far away.
Trigger a sad season.
The detailed language of the moon drop is soft.
Shake a boat
Guangdu West Building * * * Convergence
Want to get drunk for a few years
6, "Living in the Spring Breeze" text/Wu Xiaobo
Live in the spring breeze
I have a vast sea.
Open the hotbed of inner softness
Spread the wings of Dapeng, a god bird.
Let all life and love be full of poetry and beauty
Hatching growth
Live in the spring breeze
I have the height of the sky.
Stand up like Mount Everest.
There are three heads and six arms
Hold up thunder and lightning, darkness and haze
Let all freedom, peace, light and justice.
Joint growth
Live in the spring breeze
I have the serenity of clouds.
Raise the gentle whip in your hand
Whip lightly
Grazing cattle and sheep running all over the mountain
7, "Don't pry" text/Wei
It is difficult to see snow condensation in winter in northern Guizhou.
Rainwater collects temperature and hides it in the soil.
This winter
I sit in front of the computer every night.
Cooking sleep with poetry
I know that spring has gathered outside the mountain.
dispel cold
The temperature hidden underground
Dive into the roots of plants
Be ready to respond
There's no need to pry
Willow trees standing on the river bank
A duck treading on running water