Why do you always come to me in music?
Stepping on the sad melody.
Step on my crying heart
Sing for me with bitter wind and rain.
Bring me a trace of melancholy
Yingying's melancholy and endless sadness.
Let me cry.
Let my belt widen gradually and never regret it.
Because, I miss you
two
Why is it always in the snowflakes flying all over the sky?
On the vast Yuan Ye.
I looked at the hazy mountain city.
because
Mysterious snow mountain
I am fascinated.
I want to walk into you, appreciate you and feel you.
Green bamboo forest covered with snow
Is the cradle of my dreams.
I want to walk into you, wake you up and read you.
three
Why do you always walk around in the maple forest in autumn?
Frozen under the starry sky of autumn moon.
Somehow, I always want to go back to that autumn.
In the last exciting afterglow of the sunset.
Meet your autumn.
In that desert, autumn gives life an oasis.
Autumn for brewing mellow wine.
Jump over the valley and wade across the river in autumn.
Because that autumn has been integrated into my blood.
Deeply embedded in my years.
four
Why do you always fall on my heart in the dim light?
Arouse my spirituality
Arouse my spring.
Swing my fantasy
This eternal nothingness is illusory.
This forever is also true and illusory.
I will wait all my life.
Waiting for you in every miserable day, no regrets.
Modern prose poem "Wind" 2 should not be inspired by sensational wind.
get lost
Don't make any more mistakes.
Worried.
Use your persistence to whitewash me
Finland
Can you walk through the muddy years?
Stop and smile at your voice.
Carve sb.' s heart
How to recognize in a trance
The concentration of love
It's cold, so it's hard to produce warm sun.
When you are lost and helpless
Compassion is hard to express.
Omit many words
Still speechless.
Ben, I'm sorry.
I can't find any cultivated soil today.
Spring is determined to let out the wind.
Render endless feelings
Green is all over the earth.
Li Liang se Cai
Remixing
Magnificent rivers and mountains
Modern prose poem "Wind" 3 When the lake is calm,
The wind continued to blow.
The shadow of the sunset
Like a rootless tree
Swallows flitted across the gray sky.
Adjacent to the towering roof
Herringbone symbol
Like a piece of Oracle Bone Inscriptions traveling through time and space.
How much I want to go back like this
Filled with food from a foreign land
The headrest on the restless railing.
Looking at the familiar Beidou
Until the tears come down.
The barking of dogs in the early hours of the morning
Disturb this sleepless night
As if alive
That was many years ago
The flowers were in good bloom at that time.
At that time, the moon was round.
The wind continued to blow.
Let the turbid years become clearer.
And the desolate outline of my hometown
And I saw it clearly.
Man is still a kind tree.
Looking at a foreign land.
reed