1、
I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about bitterness and difficulty. I don't think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't want to think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, what is left to the world is only the back. I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as I love life, everything is expected.
-Wang Guozhen's love for life
2、
The foam of freedom rises from the depths of the ocean of dreams, and the hazy silver Committee dissipates in the breeze. I am like a child holding you and gradually blurring, trying in vain to bring the bubble back to the real land.
-"Bubble" from Gu Cheng
3、
Is the road so narrow? It's just a vein. Crowded and quiet alfalfa is forbidden to walk side by side. If you go with me, you will count my footprints. If I go with you, I will see your back.
-Gu Cheng's "Field Ridge"
4、
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery. The scenery watcher is watching you upstairs.
-Bian Zhilin's "Out of Chapter"
5、?
The successful florist is only amazed at her present brilliance, but at the beginning, her bud. Soaked with tears of struggle, sprinkled with blood rain of sacrifice.
-Bing Xin's Flower of Success
6、?
You look at me for a while and at the clouds for a while. I think you look at me from a distance, while you look at the clouds from a distance.
-"Far and Near" from Gu Cheng?
7、
I remember when I was a child, I loved talking and you loved laughing. Once sat side by side on a peach tree downwind, birds chirped in the treetops. We don't know how we got sleepy, only how many flowers fell in our dreams.
-Lu Qian's "Skills" Lu Qian
8、?
I left quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
-Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge?
9、
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone. Wandering in the long and lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation.
-Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane
10、
The four seasons can be arranged extremely desolate. If the sun wants, life can be arranged to be extremely lonely. If love is willing, I can never appear again. If you like, I miss nothing but you, my dear friend. However, if you like, I will wither my mind at once.
-Xi Murong "If"