A man's tears
Heartbroken Pacific Ocean
Take a walk and miss you.
Have you changed?
That year, that day
Love is painful.
365 candles
Leave the sadness to yourself.
If someone loves you more than I do
Give me a glass of wine.
The gift of life
Spring will blossom.
Chapter 2: Snowflakes in Spring
Snowflakes in spring
Fairy tales of youth.
massive
At the moment of kissing the mountains and rivers.
Melt quietly
Turn into a faint white fog.
Sow hope in yesterday's pain
The story is full of sunshine.
Deduct a touching fairy tale
Snowflakes in spring
Wrapped in a legendary myth
Xiao Xiao Sasa
At the moment of embracing the river.
Melt quietly
Into crystal dew.
Put your love in the expectation of tomorrow.
Epic is conceived in purity.
Interpret a wonderful work of gratitude
Chapter 3: Wild Goose Singing in Spring
Your call, spring is coming.
Startled, I dreamed of the residual snow between the tiles.
Open your sleepy eyes
Yesterday's tears fell.
Chasing a gurgling stream
The cultivators are very busy.
Tractors are singing in the fields.
Farmers compose music in the sun.
Black and white staff
Go on, go on
I am in the field of spring, indulging in it.
Poetry is conceived in a slightly cold body.
The wild goose shadow crushes my soul mercilessly.
Hit back and forth between heaven and earth
Chapter 4: Spring
spring
always
Tap gently.
The thought of time
until
Time formation
Green, white and red
And tears of joy
People understand.
teardrop
It turned out to be a gift from spring.
Chapter 5: Imagination of Spring.
The gray sky is sleeping with the winter.
Bow your head under the blue sky and weld with the earth.
Sparks light up our direction.
I came to the place where the morning sun rises.
White waves fall back to the first kiss.
Tears melt into mother's eternal arms.
The grass broke through the ground, swaying with a gentle smile.
The glittering and translucent dew drops shyly.
Green is covered with yellow drought.
Your busy figure is waving.
Tired, unload the sadness hanging on your face.
Smile and be full of energy.
The stream flowed slowly from a deep sleep.
Yang Manliu gently hugged all the way.
Singing leisurely at the winding foot of the mountain
Sing the romance and lingering awakening of spring.
The amorous feelings of the frivolous drama of peach blossom
Catkin madly pounced on the vast sea.
I only care about the curtain of day or night.
Sow the seeds of autumn harvest and the hope of rebirth
Get wet in the rainy season
Through the vast land that has never been harvested.
Imagine the projection flow of youth and beauty
My footsteps disturbed the flying geese.