Text /Hlove Wang Yahui
When you calm down,
It's a clear night after rain.
Clouds are hidden in the wind,
The stars fell into the grass,
The moon was put into the house with the white shirt.
When you calm down,
When the sun is shining, it is a bright dawn.
The roses downstairs slowly wake up,
Replace new clothes with insects in summer,
The sun is stretching its waist with the leaves.
Shadow is the foil of light.
Text /Hlove Wang Yahui
From germination to harvest,
Summer is waiting.
The trees have borne fruit,
A very small one.
You don't have to do anything,
Let the wind blow gently.
Afraid of waiting,
Fear of nothingness,
But it happened that this is a game.
Complete tear and incomplete tear.
There will always be some fruit,
The knot is full and sweet,
There are always some unpleasant things,
Was thrown into the ground by fruit farmers.
The sunshine in midsummer will also have shadows.
Forgive me, the shadow is the foil of light.
Summer night? go on a long journey
Text/ice expression
Time passed quietly.
The long river of years is silent
Youth strokes on the nib
Looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance
Bright moonlight poured down on the earth.
Adding mystery to the night.
Xia Feng brushed the night sky gently.
The stars listen to the night quietly.
The song of summer insects pierced the silent moonlit night.
Neon lights dot the summer night.
The shadows of the night are scattered all over the floor.
Time cuts memory into countless pieces.
A crowded world
The meeting may be held in a corner.
At the moment of turning around
Moment may be eternity.
In the depths of time
Youth is drifting away.
We became time travelers.
When the dawn kisses the night goodbye
The story of running water taking away time.
"Summer Night" text/Wang Meng
I hope the moon is round every night.
The yellow one is above each of us.
The world is hazy.
It's like being slightly drunk.
I hope there are many people who don't sleep.
travel over night
We can walk for a long time without worrying about dawn.
People who want to go can keep going.
Walk with the moon
It won't light up for a long time
The midnight sky is blue.
Footsteps are blue.
The ground is covered with blue fruit.
One flower after another began to fall.
We started dreaming again.
Blue Dream
Pushing open the door, a gust of wind woke me up.
The story of summer firefly wind
Are we far? I have a house in my heart that will always belong to you.
You and I are only a poem apart.
Like a gust of wind, a cloud comes and goes freely, gently touching your heart.
Think of such a fragrant tide wave after wave.
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