I left quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant.
A pool in the shade of a tree is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating seaweed and precipitated a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole, wander to a greener place on the grass, load a boat with splendor, and sing in splendor.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
2. Orioles
A touch of rosy clouds flew up the tree. "Look, an oriole!" Some people say. Tail up, silent, light up the dense.
Like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm, waiting for it to sing, we wait and see, and dare not surprise it. But as soon as it spread its wings, it broke through the thick and became a colorful cloud; It flew, disappeared, disappeared. Like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm.
Step 3 live
Dark, dark and winding, life has become a tunnel: once trapped, you can only move forward, holding the sticky tide of the cold wall in your hands, struggling in the devil's guts, with no light above your head. Under the oppression of terror, what does this soul want to destroy most?