1, "Facing the sea, spring blossoms"
From tomorrow on, be a happy person. Feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea and full of spring flowers.
Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. What did the lightning of happiness tell me? I will tell everyone and give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I also wish you a bright future, a lover and happiness on earth.
I just want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
2. I love this land.
If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat. This land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this endless angry wind, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest.
Then I died and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply.
Step 3 "answer"
Despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble. Look, in the gilded sky, there is a distorted reflection of the dead.
The ice age has passed, why is there ice everywhere? The Cape of Good Hope has been discovered. Why did Qian Fan compete in the Dead Sea?
I came to this world with only paper, rope and pictures, so that before the trial, I could read those condemned voices: Tell you, the world, I-don't-believe! Even if there are 1000 challengers under your feet, count me as the 10 1 th.
I don't believe the sky is blue, and I don't believe the echo of thunder. I don't believe that dreams are false, and I don't believe that there is no retribution for death. If the ocean is destined to burst its banks, let all the bitter water pour into my heart. If the land is destined to rise, let mankind choose the peak of survival again.
New opportunities and twinkling stars fill the unobstructed sky. This is a hieroglyph of 5,000 years, and this is the eye that people will stare at in the future.
Step 4 bid farewell to Cambridge
I left quietly, just as I came gently. I gently waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride at sunset. Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. The green grass on the soft mud is oily and swaying under the water. In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky. Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated. Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to the greener grass. Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't play songs. Quiet is a farewell party. 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.
5. "Out of chapter"
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window, and you decorated other people's dreams.
6. Rain Lane
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wander alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl who is as sad as lilac.
She is lilac-like color, lilac-like fragrance, lilac-like sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation.
She lingered in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking silently like me, indifferent, sad and melancholy.
She silently approached, approached and took a breath. She drifted across a dreamlike sadness and confusion. Like a dream, a lilac, I passed by this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away, walked towards the crumbling fence and walked through the rainy path. In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed, even her sighing eyes and the melancholy of lilacs.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float past, a girl like lilac, with sadness and resentment.
7. Homesickness
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside.
Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there.
8. Flowering trees
How to let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, asking it to make us have a dusty relationship. So the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside where you must pass.
The sun is full of flowers carefully, and those flowers are the hope of my previous life. Please listen carefully when approaching, the trembling leaves are my enthusiasm for waiting.
And when you finally walk past in desperation, what falls behind you is not a petal, but my withered heart.
9.snakes
My loneliness is a long snake, silent. If you dream about it, don't be afraid. He is my faithful companion, and his heart is suffering from passionate lovesickness.
It misses the thick grassland and the thick black silk on your head. It passed you gently like moonlight. It takes away your dreams, like a crimson flower.
10, error
I walked across the south of the Yangtze River, and I looked like a lotus in the season. The catkins in March didn't fly without the east wind. Your heart is like a small lonely city, like a bluestone street facing dusk, with no sound, and the spring curtain in March is not exposed.
Your heart is a small closed window, and my horseshoe is a beautiful mistake. I am not a returnee, just a passer-by.