I picked up this fallen leaf, like picking up a life, drying the rain on it, holding it in my arms and letting it relive the dream of spring. ......
The heavy lead curtain covered the brightness of the moon and worn away the perfection of the full moon.
Let the moon-appreciating poets worry a little more and expect perfection a little more.
And a few wonderful lines of nonsense. ......
Autumn rain and fog confuse the vision of red leaves and brutally take away its growing happiness.
But it got my love, and I held her in my chest and felt the spring-like feeling.
Give it a dream that is still beautiful. ......
The melody of life is passionate, the symphony is so shocking, and there are also sad periods. ......
Because of its flaws, Meiyu is more perfect and unparalleled.
Because of this perfect defect, the poet's feelings will be more Qian Qian knot, knot constantly,
The language of poetry is more exciting. ......
The perfection of life lies in the process of pursuing perfection, which is an almost perfect artistic conception. ......
Because it is not perfect, I know how to cherish it;
Because of separation, we cherish reunion more;
Because of the loss, it is more important to gain.
From this, I understand the dedication of love and the persistence of love.
Perfect your behavior, understand imperfect friends,
Let the whole process of life, like colorful Hong Ying,
Even if it can only be gorgeous and short-lived,
A short morning. ......