The first article "Don't", author: It is spring to attend to the city.
You flick your handkerchief.
Is to let me leave.
Or return immediately?
No, nothing.
Because there is nothing.
Like a fallen flower in the water
Like dew on a flower
Only the shadow knows.
Only wind energy knows.
Only sighing butterflies sweep up.
Still flying in my heart.
Chapter 2 Farewell to Fairy Tales Author: Yu
Light, with laughter
Slowly, the water reflected on the wall.
Dark tentacles
Negligently
I have climbed up my window and the city lights are on.
Soft, like mother's eyes.
Warm and kind
However, my eyes are astringent.
Are they tears?
Let it flow quietly.
Lies are in dreams, deception is in dreams.
It's broken.
And carefully put it together into a fairy tale
Light, dark again.
Even the parting disappeared.
The night wind blows thick dark clouds.
Let me drink it quickly
The moon in the cup?
Three summer nights left in mourning, beaten by Wen Hao.
If you go from near to far,
Wave the pen tip
The hands of the clock never stop.
If you give it to the bed from silence.
Leave one's sorrow behind
That year, the words on the grass
Cigarettes stuck to your fingertips
I don't know when to go out.
You said the breeze is what you look like.
I said, the wind is my season.
That day, it rained in Mao Mao.
Dispel the touch of the heart
I don't know when to pay homage.
You said that rain may be life.
I said, when the wind and rain blow away.
At this point, the small window changes gradually.
The color of scattered sunlight.
I don't know when to respond.
You said after the rain, winter came.
I said, spring can't be far away.
Chapter 4 "Don't" in Spring
You flick your handkerchief.
Is to let me leave.
Or return immediately?
No, nothing.
Because there is nothing.
Like a fallen flower in the water
Like dew on a flower
Only the shadow knows.
Only wind energy knows.
Only sighing butterflies sweep up.
Still flying in my heart.
Chapter 5 "Summer of Parting" A breeze blows.
Welcome this summer.
The wheel of time turns very fast.
a short while
We will leave soon.
Dear teachers and classmates, we are about to part.
No matter where we are
Please don't forget each other.
Don't forget the hilarious scene in grade one.
Don't forget the love rain in the second day of junior high school.
Don't forget the tense music in grade three.
Don't leave with unhappiness.
Dear alma mater
How many bits and pieces have you recorded?
How many winds, frost and drizzle have been recorded?
How many color separations have been recorded?
See how many students have passed level three.
In this summer.
We're here to break up.
I wonder when we can get together again.
Chapter 6 Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge. I'm leaving.
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
Willing to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to greener grass;
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
Wave your sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.