Waiting for you in the rain, in the rainbow rain.
The cicada falls and the frog rises.
A pool of red lotus is like a red flame in the rain.
It doesn't matter whether you come or not, but do you think
Every lotus is like you.
Especially through the dusk, through the drizzle.
Eternity, instant, instant, eternity
Waiting for you outside time and within time,
Waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity.
If your hand is in my hand, at this moment.
If your qingfen
In my nostrils, I would say, little lover.
No, this hand should be picking lotus, in the Wu Palace.
This hand should be
Shake a handle of cinnamon pulp on Mulan boat.
A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.
Hanging like an eardrop
Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come.
Red-violet after the rain, Pian Pian, there you are.
Like a poem.
You come from a love story.
From Jiang Baishi, rhymes, there you are.
Lin's laughter;
Her eyes, her lips,
There is a circular vortex on the lips.
As beautiful as dew,
A bright smile.
Hiding in the shining shell teeth.
It was a smile-God's smile, a beautiful smile:
The reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
Laughing at her loose curly hair,
Scattered in her ear.
Soft as a flower shadow,
Itchy sweetness
Into your heart.
It was a smile-a poetic smile, a picturesque smile:
Traces of clouds, soft waves of waves.
Zheng Chouyu's "mistake":
I walked through Jiangnan.
The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Like a bluestone street facing the night.
The sting doesn't ring, and the curtain doesn't open in March.
Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...