A tree
Developed branch
Surging desire
Trying to drown the sky
An ant climbed up the tree.
Get into the hole without saying a word.
Ants know in their hearts.
The tree fell down.
This hole won't collapse
Version 2: Author Xiao Feng
love
It's everywhere,
Boring games,
Heroes are always,
Men and women,
About love,
With a history of thousands of years,
Everything has improved,
Only love,
But it's going backwards.
A tree
A tree looks straight into the distance,
Whether it's spring, summer, autumn and winter, morning or night,
When flowers wither, when rivers dry up,
When landslides and weeds dry up,
The tree's eyes are still ahead,
I'm afraid the wind and rain will blur my vision.
wait for
The seeds sown,
So wait,
On the day of flowering,
After several ups and downs,
As if mature,
Not a drop of water,
You can blossom and fall,
Pain,
A lucid dream,
But it's getting bitter.
Version 3
A big tree. The wind is coming, so I can't calm down.
The leaves of the whole city are upward, or sparse or dense.
Attitudes are equal, and the wind has not changed their original intention.
The bird is the most awake: when it looks up, it sees the decay in the height.
He lowered his head and looked down at the suffering below.
More often, it will look up and spend a safe time among the leaves.