There are always too many gorgeous encounters in life.
I'm willing to make some changes.
Write a poem
You might think.
There must be a girl with a braid.
Well, he will live in my memory.
two
There are clear mountains.
There will be nights of crying.
When we were still selling twist on the roadside.
Maybe it's happiness
There is no girl named MCA.
She's facing me.
go on foot
three
When money is paramount.
I miss the twist I ate when I was a child.
When begging for rain in the country theater
I didn't meet a beautiful girl.
I only met a turning point.
How happy I am
Actually, my pocket
It's just two hemp to spend money
four
Someone will suffer, suffer.
They say they are real poets.
If all this doesn't change with growth
It was just a twist in the oil pan.
That tortured soul
I won't go with Tianma
five
See?
Rushing passengers
Our hoarse throats
I can't taste any dew.
And then put that starry night
Used to recall
In the noisy rural social drama
Buy two twists.
We are in the yard.
Don't worry about getting old.
six
Remember when?
There is no small building to listen to the rain
Only the illuminated clouds,
There is the roar of Shaanxi opera.
Compared with the quiet countryside
On the night road, several children are on the road.
Night breeze on the mountain
Also, the sound of insects chirping