Thousands of poems.

Fantasy flying

Walking on this road of life, I have a hunch that there is a height.

Wait for me to go in. The height should be higher than expected,

Beyond other ideas, the clouds floating there,

Treat me like a speck of dust.

Where is it? If the world is as small as my heart,

It is in my heart; If my heart is as wide as the world,

It must be in the world.

I heard that people who are looking for can't use their feet.

Fly with wings. And my wings.

Still stored in my dreams.

After a long journey, I got the wings of my dream.

Fly high. I met the wind in the sky,

Met clouds and the sun.

I understand why people envy birds,

Birds are not animals, birds are the kingdom of the sky.

Flying is so happy.

I feel more comfortable than ever.

During the flight, I heard my heartbeat.

I looked down and found that my heart was so rich.

It is as big as the earth.

I thank life on the earth,

Walking used to be for flying.

Bless all dreams with wings,

Bless all who pursue their dreams.

When my wish comes true,

I stretch freely in the air and dance with the wind.

Like glowing thoughts,

Like a magnificent white carol.

This liquid and calm blue,

Clear and unpredictable.

This is wisdom, this is eternity,

I'm watching eternity.

The road to the world is also the road to the soul.

The sky of mood is also the sky of the world.

I fell. Fall on the silent mountain,

Connect, it's still me in this life,

But I have a feeling of rebirth.

I looked up. There are countless me in the air.

Flying, so light, so free,

Experience a biting pleasure in flying.

I have experienced the hardships of walking,

Beyond flying,

When I need wisdom,

When I face the eternal sun.