outside the window
( 1)
If the world is just black and white.
I thought life should be what I was looking for.
Full of simple clarity and beauty.
When the breeze blows
All emotions change with the seasons.
I stand here and look at it from a distance.
Listen to the sound of flowers falling outside the window.
(2)
When I was young.
I always like to plant all kinds of beautiful and childish dreams for myself
When I was young, it was always too late.
I met you in a hurry before I could dress myself up.
Today, youth is waving to me.
I thought I could bring you into my song-like youth.
I respectfully look forward to spending every day with you.
Aurora wakes up in the morning and walks into the room at the beginning of the day.
Every quiet sunset in the sunset
I really like how beautiful you are.
It was only when night fell that I found out.
The rings are long and the youth is gone.
I will grow old without you.
(3)
I am addicted to the spirit outside your window.
Just because in those lush years,
The original intention of loving you
I am an elf wandering outside your window.
I forgot when to start.
I began to decide to bloom for you, and the four seasons are blooming for you.
I cherish every day for you, and I am full of love for mountains and water.
Reinstall each one for you.
Inexplicable passion, sincere gratitude for life.
I am a beautiful spirit forgotten by you.
Last night, I was still waiting for your window.
But the cold wind came and the heavy rain shed tears.
Ruthless time devoured my beauty.
Young man, I am an elf. I will never see you again outside your window, and I will never see you again.
(4)
All the joys and sorrows will fade away.
one's whole life
You should also say goodbye and leave gradually on the assembly line of time.
I have put all the moments in my life that I panicked and cried with joy.
Write it in a poem.
Looking back on this hurried life
People who have no regrets are full of rich and safe beauty.
outside the window
The field of vision is already narrow.
Raise your eyes
You can complicate the window.
Exquisite framework
Infinite extension of thought
Edit collection
Seconds by seconds superposition
Cut it day by day.
Familiar street
Walk with strange eyes
Looking for a quiet place
Dry the hot mood.
People are getting farther and farther away.
My heart is getting tighter and tighter.
Most afraid of sleepless nights.
I'm afraid good dreams are hard to come true.
outside the window
Like a giant mural
There are mountains and water.
But there is no wind and colorful clouds.
It is a window to read nature.
Perhaps, it is more like a cultivated bonsai.
Prosperous
rich and colorful
With a mother's smile
More harmonious and brilliant
Give me a youthful blood.
Let me grow up sucking the milk line that is not thirsty.
I can touch my fiery heartbeat.
Out of the window, osmanthus fragrance.
God, the weather is surprisingly sunny.
The sunlight slanted in.
The book is closed.
The computer still has waste heat.
I leaned against the bottom of the sea.
So I took a nap.
Aromatic, with a little sweetness.
Drill into your heart from the tip of your nose
It seems that he danced a dance.
In an instant, the wave of joy surged.
Filled the whole shallow dream.
Smiling.
The window, that window.
I distinctly remember closing the door.
The wind just blows gently.
Osmanthus fragrans will take advantage.
Pioneer is the sweetest light.
It turns out that vegetation knows travelers better.
Autumn, quietly set foot in this city.
When did it start?
It's time for Gui Xiang to drink.
The crystal cup has just been broken.
Bai Yuzun is still on his way.
I have to revel in the fragrance.
There is a new pistil under the flower tree.
Home, no matter far or near.
It's far outside the window.
Inside the door is a little nostalgia for people.
The intoxicating thoughts in the flowers.
It is a faint sadness near late autumn.
Lying in the treetops swaying.
Travel far by the wind
Me, in a daze.
It is natural to sleep.
Is the window still open like this?
The wind will get colder and colder.
It doesn't matter if you arrive.
I will wake up eventually.
outside the window
fallen leaves
only
In order to find a quiet paradise
I can't understand the rebellion of leaves.
I can't understand the shackles of branches.
The leaves are dancing gracefully outside the window.
Please take my soul.
exist
The moment it landed, it turned into rain and dew.
next year
I want to be with you.
Bloom in the branches
Birds outside the window
My wife and I are still sleeping in a warm bed.
Review the story of the day before yesterday and yesterday.
Pour out our feelings for each other.
Sketch our dreams for the future life.
Suddenly, I heard birds chirping outside the window.
Keep chirping.
Let the osmanthus trees on the side of the courtyard wall be restless.
The fragrance of osmanthus trees wafted from the window.
My wife rubbed my face with her hand.
Little lips stuck up to my exquisiteness.
Say it's time to get up, dear husband
The land in the backyard has not been reclaimed.
Yes, my dear wife.
The birds outside the window are very excited.
Maybe the footsteps of spring are coming.
I should hurry up and work hard.
Only manage your own land.
Catch up with the sunny spring
Sow the seeds of hope into the soil.
When the weather is cool in autumn, we harvest crops.
Birds outside the window are still playing in the tree.
Seeing me up, my crying became euphemistic.
I understand the birdsong outside the window from the bottom of my heart.
They are reminding me to seize the opportunity of sowing.
Lovely bird.
Thank you for singing outside the window.
When the sun is shining in spring.
We won't waste it.
Outside the window, there is a beautiful legend.
Outside the window, there is a beautiful legend.
The legendary moonlight
There is a beautiful loneliness.
I dare not touch the nerves of the night.
Pious with lonely eyes
Gently lift the corner of the curtain.
In that tilted world
I read a lot of sadness.
Sad words
be all tears
Sliding with the wind in the lonely night sky
There are many touching stories outside the window.
This story has been handed down from generation to generation.
Time has no time to turn the page, take a glance.
Page after page of pain
Fill in the ins and outs of each story.
I don't know. Outside the window tonight
How many people will listen?
Is autumn wild?
There will also be a short bonfire.
The rapid movement of clouds
The weakness of the wind
Like an empty dream
Time is on the keyboard of missing.
Beat in pain
Outside the window, there is a distant yearning.
Missing touches the grassland of the soul.
The flowers are full of ochre and white clouds.
The night is beautiful because of missing.
Beauty is lonely because of love.
this evening
I really want to say
It is the autumn wind that uses the truest feelings.
Collect the desolation of life
I don't know if you know this.
You are in the wind
This is the most beautiful song in my heart.
If you are outside the window
Get up early in the morning, after grooming.
Open the window and look out,
Imagine you are outside the window.
If you are outside the window,
Could it be that at the moment I tapped on the window lattice,
Smile at me knowingly;
If you are outside the window,
Will it be in my quiet reverie,
Pray for me silently;
If you are outside the window,
Could it be the moment when your heart and mine met,
Run to me happily
How I wish you were outside the window,
Give me the expected wait.
If you are outside the window,
Seeing my depressed eyes,
Will you feel sorry for me?
If you are outside the window,
Hearing my sincere monologue,
Will you also understand my deep love?
If you are outside the window,
Feel my uneasy anticipation,
Will you give me the answer I want?
How I wish you were outside the window,
I will give you the most beautiful and wonderful.
If you are outside the window,
I give you warm support,
Will you also give me the future I look forward to?