Always like this
rapidly
You ran down the stairs
Hug me
Your smile
Like a bright dawn
Always like this
Like a white crane
You just dance.
Invite me to follow.
Your song
Like a lark in spring
Always like this
Meet at dusk
Brush a writing brush with ink
Drink tea and taste tea.
Your face is full of
Unparalleled enthusiasm
two
If you're still here.
I can invite you to go with me.
Go to see the peach blossoms bloom.
I can invite you to go with me.
Take a walk on the embankment
Talk about troubles
Talk about mood
If you're still here.
I can invite you to go with me.
Play chess and surf the Internet.
Then listen to nostalgic songs.
Think back to my youth.
However, in this world.
There is really no if.
You're gone, world
There are many customs.
But I can't make you worry.
You're gone, life
Even if it's beautiful and charming.
But you are the only one without a tree.
three
A tomb built of loess
This is a desolate scene on the earth.
Early spring eight years ago.
You're buried here, and now
This is, year after year.
The grass in the grave is green.
Thirty-seven years old, Ben
The season of spring breeze and rain
Cancer cells, but
Fixed your age forever.
I can only have one dream.
And dreams are always awakened by the sun.
I want to believe that?
? There will be reincarnation in life.
Like the wind of the four seasons
I want to believe.
In the cycle of life
Poems you left behind:
Willing to turn a pheasant pigeon into a head of state.
A Song For You
Everything seems to be blurred.
Like Haicheng in the fog.
Like the projection of the moon in the water.
However, I always feel heartache.
In the annual grave, the grass is green.