First of all, bid farewell to Cambridge
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset?
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
I would like to be an aquatic plant.
A pool in the shade of a tree,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushed between floating algae,
Have a rainbow dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to the greener grass,
Full of stars,
Play a song in the starlight
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.
Second, "Can Chun"
Yesterday, the peach blossom was inserted obliquely in my bottle.
It is a blossoming smile hanging on the beauty's cheek;
Today they all bowed their heads and changed their faces:
Red and white bodies hung upside down on green stripes.
The wind and rain outside the window reported the fate of last spring.
This voice reminds me in the dark like a death knell:
"The flowers in your life bottle have also changed:
Gorgeous body, who will collect it? "
Third, "Xi Annola"
-For Japanese girls
The most is the gentleness of bowing,
Like a lotus, it can't overcome the shyness of the cool breeze.
Take care, take care,
There is sweet sadness in the treasure-
Shian, Nora.
Fourth, "Lei Feng Film under the Moon"
I send you a shadow of Leifeng Tower,
Thick dark clouds and white clouds all over the sky;
I'll give you a top of Leifeng Tower,
The bright moon is projected on the sleeping heart.
Late at night, Yi Yita shadow,
Clouds in the moonlight, slender wavy scales-
If you and I are swinging on a bare boat,
If you and I create a complete dream!
Five, "the vast sea"
I don't need a wide sky,
I don't want to put a giant paper owl either.
God plays tricks on the winds in all directions;
I just need a minute,
I just need a little light,
I just want to try,
Crawl like a child.
In the window of a dark room,
Looking at the immortal star on the western horizon,
Sew, a little.
Light, one point.
Six, "midnight breeze"
This is the hillside on a winter night.
An abandoned monastery on the hillside,
Nei Lu-a lonely dream soul;
Confession, prayer, despair-
Why do you make such a hullabaloo about,
Drum and golden pheasant and tiger leopard?
Why this whisper, this desire,
Passionate tragedy and ups and downs of life-
Submerged again,
This wandering dream soul and abandoned monk's house?