On the prairie
Author: Haizi
We were swinging around the lake, always thinking we had caught something.
The lake under our feet is full of ridicule.
Flower of life is brilliant in May.
On the bare high grassland
I believe all this:
My feet, the mare's heart.
Two furrows, barley and dew
On the high grassland, white clouds float.
I believe in genius, patience and longevity.
I believe someone is falling in love with me slowly and hard.
No one will, unless you
We fell in love at first sight.
On the high grassland
On the bare grassland
I believe all this.
I believe we fell in love at first sight.