1, I'm not alone
I'm not alone, not alone, not alone.
Although, I am sitting alone on the mountain road.
Look at this snow-white unknown bug,
Covered with clumsy feathers,
Crawling crooked on the road.
Although, I don't know what bugs are thinking,
I don't know what it is doing,
However, I feel connected with it.
I know I am not alone.
Although, under the thick branches and leaves
There is only a shadow.
Friends and relatives are far away,
However, the thought of them also comforted me.
Isn't this bright moon my friend?
White jade-like surface with black spots.
Trees, mountains, the whole city,
The whole earth, isn't it,
Spin with me?
So, I'm not alone, not alone, not alone.
Although, I am very tired sitting alone on the stone.
2. Golden ball
Look, the western sky,
Suddenly a golden ball appeared!
Let's go after the golden ball together!
In this way, we will be very rich,
Never have to go to work again.
But, wait, this is much more beautiful than a golden ball.
Because its edge is like a star,
It has traces of rose, gray and dark blue.
Emit colorful light.
Oh, isn't this better than a golden ball?
Is it thousands of times more precious?
Because this is the golden sun,
Not a golden ball.
Oh, the golden ball at sunset!
How can I describe you?
What about the infinite fantasy of this sunset?
Shining with gold,
Like a group of arrows,
Colorful and dazzling.
There is dazzling white,
Shining golden light,
And the red of roses,
Lovely pink,
There are also gray and purple around.
This dazzling color,
It lights up the whole western sky.
The ocean under the sky!
Oh, the golden ball at sunset!
3. the dawn of dawn
The sunset is so gorgeous and bright,
Pieces of white clouds are wandering around.
White clouds are dotted with lace.
The shadows of the leaves are printed in the sky.
Every color is vivid and vivid.
The sky is a magical sky.
Why are there so many shapes?
There are infinite fantasy colors?
Why are leaves and clouds intertwined?
Such a gorgeous picture?
But when night falls from the treetops,
Like a monster dropping a black mask.
It slipped out,
Spread black fog,
Until the world turns black.
But after every night,
When the morning light comes,
The world is brand new.
And there will be,
A long row of white clouds,
Hold hands.
White clouds rise and fall,
Like waves in the blue sky,
Or a long scarf,
The sky dotted with sapphires.
Sometimes, they hold out their little fingers,
Wave loudly to people.
I want to step on white clouds.
Like sponges or cotton,
Jump in the white clouds,
This must be interesting,
Until I gave it up,
Stop at the port,
The white cabin on the ship.
4. Wang Jingsheng
How many days are there tomorrow? I just want to have fun!
The road is still, the heart is quiet, and the wind and rain have not retreated!
Everything grinds, Eric, and everyone is at the right time!
The dream is long and the window is cold. How can it be clear and cloudless?
Only see the sun shining, the mountains bright and the moonlight floating!
Love is like a flower, but it doesn't bear fruit. I swear to make the fruit full of red!
5. Song of Twenty-two Members of Ansheng Tribe
The mountains in southern Anhui stretch for nine days.
Shungeng Mountain moonlight shines on Sichuan.
The spring breeze suddenly meets in the east,
Jin Zun sake has ripple marks.
Shaoyang sings like a boat,
As bright as Yushu before the wind.
At the beginning of the third world war in Aang,
The road is blocked at the parking entrance.
A loyal, handsome and beautiful boy,
Look at the sky with white eyes,
Ganoderma lucidum is like a dream,
After a brief encounter, get drunk.
Xiaodong, the breeze blows on the ground,
Li Xia dances to the moon.
Catharanthus roseus spends ten thousand yuan on wine,
Drinking is like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers.
Daxian feels a little more when it is half bright.
There are eight games between Fairy Moon and Zhu Yan.
I don't even cherish selling wine by boat.
Talk a lot, and your eloquence will surprise you.
Xiufang brushed flowers and sat in moss,
The spring breeze came under the green radish tree.
Gui Fang is good at hibiscus tapestries,
Not a pearl, but a nod.
Qi Ping intends to rhyme with Gu Zhuo.
Full of vigor and vitality.
It seems to be snowing in Wang Mei.
Silently send love to turn jade into silk.
Zhenhua writes with a pen and a boat.
After this painting, the meaning of this poem still exists.
Chang' an landscape is full of enthusiasm.
Shao Xi Ye Yi's Butterfly Dream Tour.
Anping dares to sing to the ranger,
Savagery and elegance are fashion.
The wind and cloud immortals roll their leaves,
Plum blossom is better than nature.
The correct way is to make Xiushan water interesting.
Paper is fragrant and fragrant.
Zhang Gang Ge Yin Chun Qiu,
And step on the wind.
Teenagers thrive in nature,
Cynthia, an ancient tree with frost and snow.
Weidong Qing Dynasty created a fairyland,
Wei is absolutely ancient and quiet.
Have you met Li Taibai?
Where is the heroic spirit of the British style today?
Have you met Du Gongbu?
The earth grave is covered with a three-foot-long chrysanthemum.
Sage, listen to the ancients,
Gentlemen, listen to my modern songs!