Reading poems for you: Ding Yuxi
If it really belongs to the branches, innocence belongs to the moonlight.
The reflection in the water was returned to everything, and I gave it back to you.
It's a growl in a short fate.
It was a lasting silence, like a fan roaring.
The world is vast.
I'm afraid I can give less than one tenth of what I gave in a spring.
Life is vast.
What I want is a tenth of what you can give.
Maybe fate is not muddy enough.
Makes me want to catch this lightning and let myself leave.
Yu Xiuhua, we loved, forget.
Someone came from afar, detained me Chai Fei and promised me a peach blossom. I don't know what kind of agreement I have with fate. The only thing I can do is to let nature take its course
I don't know why God is so kind to me, and how can I have the capital to be so polite? I didn't. I just live patiently, unhealthy and unhappy. The only advantage is not hypocrisy.