: dandelion
You come from underground.
It floated up, right?
With the fragrance of earth.
Early morning rain and dew
You just flew away in a hurry.
With your dreams.
Do you know
That dewdrop was a tear I shed last night.
Cry for your loneliness
Weep for our parting.
I know
You will leave eventually.
But I didn't expect
You left in such a hurry.
Stubbornly washed away the mud on his head.
Would rather endure a moment of humiliation.
You may leave now
I'm not staying.
With the sigh you left behind
I'll put myself
Bury in
Where you were born again.
: dandelion
When the breeze blows
There are snowflakes floating by.
in my eyes
Hold on tight and dare not let go.
What's that
That's the greeting of the wind.
Spread one's palm
Take care.
I still have it.
Trembling gently in the wind
I held the soil and planted a snowflake.
When the soil thaws,
Snow is in full bloom.
the original
You are a team.
tiny
dandelion
With distant greetings
Go for a ride
Waiting for the autumn wind
With his mind
Come to my side
Waiting for the next autumn wind
Put my thoughts.
Turn into snowflakes
Fall into his hands
: dandelion
You can always see some yellow flowers in the village.
Open it quietly and take out the inner spring quietly.
Share with you, is it gold or khaki?
It doesn't matter anymore.
The important thing is that my name is dandelion.
I have never left the village.
The green leaves cling to the ground, but the leaves are not big.
But as green as the tide.
Small yellow flowers, like the sun just rising from the horizon.
Fresh and elegant
I have never entered the mainstream of spring, dreaming on the edge of the city.
Willow reflection, stirring love water, peach blossom face
Those extravagant spring days have nothing to do with me
You can't even use a proper word.
Insert yourself into spring.
Youth is always polished as fast as lightning.
My silence can't cover up my inner mulberry field.
The lifted seed is like a white bun, hanging in the depths of the years.
On windy days, it will float far away.
In the distance, there is the soil of my exquisite dream.