My loneliness is a long snake, cold and speechless. Girl, if you dream about it, don't be afraid!
He is my faithful companion and has a warm homesickness in his heart. It's thinking about the thick grassland and the thick black silk on your head.
It is as light as moonlight, sneaking past you; Keep your dream for me, like a crimson flower.
2, "Laughter" Author: Lin
It's her eyes, lips and the vortex of her lips that are laughing. Gorgeous as dew, smiling, hiding in the flash of shell teeth.
That is laughter-God's smile, beautiful smile: the reflection of water, the light song of the wind. Laughing is her loose curly hair, scattered in the ear.
Soft as a flower shadow, itchy and sweet, flooding into your heart. That's a smile-a smile in a poem, a smile in a painting: traces of clouds, soft waves of waves.