A glass of still water will be enough.
Away from the noise of the world
Want to taste the breath of spring?
The branches and vines are full of memories.
Metaphor of time plot.
Woven with the desire to take root and sprout.
climb up
Even without sunshine.
I also want to get rid of the fate of' just for viewing'
Sometimes I fantasize
I'm all you have.
Into your eternal new green
be together
I'd rather be a drop of dew on your eyebrows.
We praise the lush years.
From an honest point of view.
Unscramble the meaning of grace
You are not Lian.
But as sacred as blasphemy.
I raised you carefully.
Can't give you sunshine
The fate of rain and dust.
Only in the light of the desk
Sit face to face with you
Love each other with heart
In my spare time
Write about our romance
Watch spring and summer
Walk quietly
Attachment: Late.
Why do I hate autumn wind?
Every year,
It is the gas of nature;
Pity my outdated bird,
Strange,
Loneliness.
Lazy and astringent, this branch is greener than that one,
Fly out of the forest without heart.
The saddest night of coming back,
Have a dream like a dream,
Simply forget that I am eccentric and lonely.
Autumn wind!
Even though you can't help giggling-
Declare your killing and desolation with red leaves,
But why am I against you?