Author: Xiao Muyu
You hide in the corner and dream.
Spring awakens your sweet sleep.
You hold out your tender hand.
Enhance the style of the garden.
Chapter II: Grass
Author: WSH 1 129
Sigh softly.
Broke the midnight silence
Set off a wave of seawater
It hurts the heart of the earth.
The sky does not mean rain.
Looking for a little dew in the dark
Quench thirst and moisten throat
Only then will there be a scene of spring.
This land has been gradually desertified.
The edge of desertification makes people sleepy.
Bear the yearning for trees
Rush to the desert
Nobody wants to, and nobody cares.
The back of dandelion flying flowers
Nobody saw it, and nobody knew it.
It was a gift from the depths of the mountain.
Dream of flying flowers
Only the wind can realize it.
The journey of a flying flower
Only the earth knows his mission.
Holding a straw in his hand
Applied to the depths of dark clouds
A flash of lightning flashed in my eyes.
Knocked over the water container.
No need to turn around, clean soul
Entangled with lush soil