Li Meng Jiangnan
The moonlight is dim and the light flows.
A gentle serenade
Around the heart
Bridge, flowing water, quiet night, attachment
Rippling with distant feelings that cannot be abandoned.
Distant mountain. Wicker stare blankly
Kingfisher flies out of the lotus leaf with strokes.
Flapping water wave
A Wu Peng ship broke through the waves.
The oars are tied in front of the gravel lane.
Flowing through the strings of the pipa, the water splashed everywhere
Colorful rain
Trembling with long-lost expectations.
Time flies like a hook.
The scenery is charming.
Warm fingertips ignite.
In the light ink, I sang softly.
Yao's voice fills the air tactfully.
Rich and fragrant green manure and red.
In the dream, Jiangnan brings spring everywhere.
Dreams are bathed in misty rain
Hold high and brush, be quiet and beautiful, fly lightly, think and think.
dream
In the pan
Use the cold and hard land as a soft bed.
Use that cold stone as a pillow.
Imagine the snowy air as a quilt.
Let a tired heart
Sleep soundly in a quiet night
Let those eyes fill your figure.
Blurred in the dim light
sleep
In my dream, there are snowflakes on the equator.
Tears melted the fine sand.
You and I are holding hands.
Walking on a path full of fallen leaves
Deciduous whirl dance
Accompanied by floating butterflies
awake
A slight cold wind woke me up.
The tired eye mask is still dry sunshine.
at that time
I just found out
There are no snowflakes left at the equator.
Tears haven't melted the sand yet.
dream
He must have dreamed of spring.
Dream of the sun, wind and birds.
He smiled sweetly, crib.
Heaven, flowing water.
He has dreams, just like when we were young.
It was many years before I found my dream.
Don't know where to lose, numb, let yourself
Don't cry or laugh.
If we can cross just to visit,
How nice, you will find that childlike innocence can also be.
Grow up, like a baby's desire, like the laughter of the sun
Poetry began to flourish.
Liquid sample, air sample, rising
dream
I began to like the night,
Because I can dream in the middle of the night.
Everything in the dream is so beautiful.
Sunshine, breeze, birds and flowers.
Holding hands with you, walking,
Walking on the cobblestone road,
Your bright eyes are facing me,
Affectionate
Suddenly, I woke up,
I can't sleep anymore, and I can't go back to that warm dream.
I miss that dream sadly,
I want to go back, go back to my dream, live in my dream and never wake up.
However, I know,
No matter how beautiful the dream is, it will always be empty.
Like a mirror, it's gone when you touch it.
No matter how beautiful the dream is, it will always be a dream.
Like catkins, they will eventually return to dust.
Fate comes and goes,
Like a dream,
Dreams are always empty,
Provoked many lovers to sneak around.
dream
Still like old butterflies.
Fly into a deep alley
My style.
I once lived here deeply.
You won't wait for me
Although the oath has been imprinted on the stone steps
Endless.
You won't give up this fragrance.
Magnolia likes moonlight.
March is hard.
But please protect me.
Don't fascinate me.
You won't wait for me
Because I don't understand the meaning of rainbow.
Shallow footprints left at sunset
Leave the stars all over the sky
The wind doesn't know my name
It's just that when I look back,
I feel as if I have been cut off from the outside world for a long time.
Still full of new green.
dream
It happened last night, not a year ago.
I wonder who remembers this.
Beautiful but tragic.
In fact, looking at it now, this is not a thing at all.
It was just a dream a year ago.
the flying sneaker
An illusion, using ribbons as wings.
Take advantage of the changing situation and plunge into the Dunhuang city wall.
With an eternal attitude, calmly guide the direction of Sina.
Fly in the clouds, fly freely.
Put everything related to the sky
Accumulate into a collection of dreams, extending endless yearning.
A noisy arrow cluster shot into the sky. Listen.
At the new station in the universe, the sound of hooves is ringing.
Finally, an old dream
Scales are flying in the rotating nebula.
The Thousand-Li Silk Road has finally been revitalized.
Flying wings branded on Dunhuang murals
Once, the golden thread of wisdom
Sew up the width of the universe, on the arc of dreams.
A new home, three angels.
Enough to make the world look forward to it
The confession of dreams
With a sense of guilt,
I dreamed about you.
On a sunny morning,
In a very familiar place,
I saw you in the distance,
There was a smile on her lips.
I ran after him,
Step by step,
I just want to say,
Apologize in your heart!
But in front of us,
You suddenly disappeared.
I've been looking,
But I can't find you!
I walked a few blocks,
Finally, I came back in vain.
Depressed, I hung my head,
A person in the middle of nowhere.
I'm in a sea of people,
Suddenly submerged,
Familiar places,
It became very strange.
I got lost,
In a familiar place.
I don't know where it came from.
I don't know where to go.
I lost myself,
Forget everything,
Like a lost lamb,
Dry and dull.
Time has passed for a long time,
I finally woke up,
Suddenly raised his head,
There you are!
Looking at your bright smile,
My spirit does it one brace up!
I came to you,
Only said two words:
Forgive my selfishness,
I offended you that year!
A faint smile,
It's on your lips,
You casually said:
Many years have passed,
I have forgotten this for a long time.
dream
Play a poem every day
It's like sowing a seed.
Waiting for tomorrow's harvest, fruit and hope
These budding poems
There is no sweet soil.
But I still looked at them quietly.
Absorb the morning dew and sunshine, and then grow.
There will be a storm on the journey.
We are not afraid.
one day
They will all grow up happily
This is my happiness and dream.
I want to put my happy dream
Light up with poetry
Let them fly freely in the fleeting years.
Youth dream
My dream is like waiting for a bunch of flowers to bloom.
I remember we were on a bench in the park last summer.
Talking about dreams and memories of youth
Only years, long memories.
The recorded words are full of colorful myths.
Fairy tale memories of youth.
I like to simply write down the traces of polishing time.
I like everything about nature.
That fragrant gardenia, delicate and charming rose
Trees are tall and straight, grass grows and warblers fly.
Natural species fascinate me.
Unforgettable dreams recall the beginning.
With childish feelings, I continue my dream for many years.
Messy and unfamiliar writing, wrote the customs of the world.
Butterflies dancing in flowers and grass are also my favorite elves.
The pond under the willow tree reflects my trance-like nerves.
Memories, miss the feeling of sadness.
Dreaming of your beauty
Remember, yours is good.
Dreams are full of blooming seasons.
Because there is a you in my memory.
Looking for dreams-pursuing dreams
Air,
Suffocating,
Full of noise, sweat and dust ......
Under the neon lights,
It is gorgeous.
Flashing with bizarre lies,
There is an empty and lonely soul flowing.
This world,
True and false black and white
No boundaries;
This world,
Inside and outside the name,
We've been separated for a long time.
Vision,
It's blurred
Road,
Where is it?
Vulgar oars,
Disrupt a pool of calm water;
Impulsive emotions,
Inspire the generation of quiet spring;
Dancing flies,
Change the origin of the west;
Strange torches,
Burned the ancient books of civilization.
Let's go, let's go.
Go home,
Heart, very tired,
Ink, dry,
Paper, full of dust.
Let it go,
I am a hotbed.
Tired of sleeping,
In a trance.
Travel through time and space,
Fugue is too empty.
I see:
That large group of people,
It's a beautiful place.
Fascinated me;
That dome is empty,
The stars of that day,
Make my heart clear and happy.
Read elegant elegies,
Lie down and watch the history of ci and fu;
Draw an imitation of Wu Daozi,
Books near Wang Xizhi.
Sing su Liu ci,
Du Lishi
When you brush your ink, you get a cupboard.
Xuancheng paper and Korea.
Take a break, beauty!
Dust can't hide rough jade,
And impurity are stripped.
I'm excited,
I was intoxicated;
I like stacks,
I'm addicted.
Therefore, although the paper has been worn by dust,
But the depth still exists, and the light does not go out.
Let it go,
Ignore ridicule and disdain!
Phoenix nirvana,
Reborn from the fire.
Completely changed,
Tommy Tam, Skyquake.
Since then, this winding road has become straight.
The image of ignorance gradually became clear,
Restore the historical truth.
Loud and thin,
Elephants are invisible.
Come back,
Cultivate my barren countryside;
Come back,
Glory belongs to my beautiful flower of China.
Catch a dream
Dream is a delicate and charming flower.
Be ashamed and in full bloom
Dance with the color of the sun
Catch a dream
As my persistent heart
Pentium with the blood of youth.
Have a dream in my heart
Even a weak river
Can't stop the dreamer from leaning to the other side.
Have a dream in my heart
The road ahead is no longer dark.
Dreams are the golden curtain of spring silkworms.
Every time I meet the raindrops of hope
It made a midsummer sound.
Catch a dream
Holding a stick with a twig.
Step on a pair of sandals
Set out at dusk
Have lofty sentiments
Climb to the top of Lingyun in thousands of difficulties and dangers
Wanqian Xi yue
Shine with the morning sun
Thousands of sweat
Still wandering among the green mountains and green waters
I want to ride on the top of the colorful clouds.
Capture a wonderful life.
I want to step on the moonlight in the lotus pond
Leaving a ripple of light.
Dreams are the seeds of broken shells.
make arduous efforts
Will not let the soil stay.
It pursues a touch of new green of life.
Catch a dream
I am like a devout pilgrim.
The journey is hard.
Trek hard
And the road in my heart
But don't sell return tickets.
Just one after another.
next stop
How many lonely nights
Only the stars accompany us
How many scorching suns
I left footprints in the desert.
In the yellowed diary
It says the dream catcher's expectation
Dreams are the water of the Yellow River.
Keep rolling forward
Carrying the precipitation of dreams.
Dai Yue's trip to the sea.
Catch a dream
I turned the pupa into a butterfly.
In the pain of reeling and peeling cocoons
Experience the perseverance of success.
Huaruimeng
Butterfly's dream is endless.
Dreamers believe
one day
The light of dreams will be wrapped in happiness.
Shine into the narrow lane of reality
In the rush years
I would like to be a tireless swift.
Between the waves and the steep cliffs
Stubbornly chasing colorful dreams.
Dreams are boats and water.
It's sandstorm.
Dreams are the spirit passed down from generation to generation.
Catch a dream
I will cross the desert.
Cross the mountain
I will cross the sea of Wang Yang.
And barren plains.
Dreams are close at hand
And the pursuit of it is at the end of the world.
My dream
It rained in my dream,
It's dripping,
Found a wing,
No memory of flying. ...
The wind is blowing in my dream,
As if to undermine my confidence in living,
I'm looking for another wing,
Maybe I can find myself. ...
There is snow in my dream,
Frozen my thoughts,
I gave up looking for wings,
Even if you can fly, it's meaningless. ...
silent
My dream finally calmed down,
Sitting there,
Looking up at the sky,
I don't know why. ...
My dream finally calmed down,
Spring blossoms are printed in my mind,
Keep thinking,
Even if you wake up and forget ...
My dream finally calmed down,
Just scattered memories,
Close your eyes slowly,
Looking for memories in dreams ...
feel
The flower in love loves love,
It looks more gorgeous,
Soft and beautiful
Full of grass ...
The sky of love loves love,
It looks purer,
Clear and blue
In my heart ...
Ocean of love, love,
There is always a paper boat floating,
Loneliness and love
Advertiser seeking friends ...
Nightmare
A sleeping nightmare,
I woke up in loneliness.
Open those bloodstained eyes.
Spit out hot air. ...
A sleeping nightmare,
I may not be afraid of anything,
But anyway,
But I can't stop it. This is a tragedy. ...
A sleeping nightmare,
I have to
Keep looking for another wing,
Only in this way can we fly to the dream of carrying hope. ...
loose
The dream has disappeared,
When you open your eyes, it seems that nothing happened.
Unfinished dreams,
There won't be a second performance ...
The dream has disappeared,
A new day is about to begin,
An illusory dream,
It's not in my head. ...
The dream has disappeared,
Don't want to see the world destroyed,
Let me sleep,
Even if I can't open my eyes anymore ...
charming
Only to find that it is still in my dream,
I just had another dream,
Life seems to be only in dreams,
Like a dream, slowly leisurely. ...
Only to find that it is still in my dream,
Just woke up from love,
It doesn't hurt to pinch yourself,
Lovely dream, sad dream ...
Only to find that it is still in my dream,
Just looking back on a pain,
Spread to the wound of the heart,
Incomplete moon, eternal goodbye ...
solid
I'm sorry,
I cried for a long time,
The real world,
Too many things have happened. ...
I was so worried,
I was nervous all night,
The last one to be abandoned,
It's me again
I often smile,
I love too little,
The world of dreams,
Or the best. ...
Pursuit of dreams
Afternoon courtyard
Be particularly lazy
dandelion
Groaning silently in the scorching sun
In silence
Breeze blowing
A gentle kiss.
My dandelion
Your snow-white heroic posture
But it immediately became something.
Small umbrellas flying all over the sky
on a large scale
Pastoral scenery outside the lotus pond and courtyard
calmly
On the bamboo branches outside the courtyard
An unknown bird
Looking at everything in sight curiously
Small heartbeat
The footsteps are so light.
Helpless dandelion
You don't have flowers
You have no beautiful flowers.
But you want to fly with the wind
go to
Go after it.
Your once purple dream
Chasing the dream
Yueer Wan Wan
It used to be a dim light here.
Hope hangs on the branches.
That is the beloved bell of childhood.
Whenever the wind blows.
The bell began to ring.
Gently, quietly
Thoughts drift across the ocean
There is a ship moored there.
It will take me to the place where my dream began. ...
Shanhemeng
The wind and rain between mountains and rivers have declined.
Whether it's sunny or rainy or sunny.
God won't let me miss a city.
Erasing my memory will haunt me all my life.
Overlooking the rolling mountains.
It is one hurdle after another.
Look at the bird's eye view between the clouds.
But practice to bear the changes of time.
History, you appreciate the surging clouds, flowing thousands of miles.
My physical exhaustion and spiritual growth will not stop.
I want to hug a forest.
Plant trees between mountains and rivers.
Nightmares have many seeds. Look up.
Look at the hoes and shovels floating on the other side of the sky.
I've been trying to find out what a waving elf is.
With the heavy trace of hot pillow's disappearing history.
I don't think I can stay here, but I must move on.
Despite losing so many precious friends.
Some people have gone far, they have seen through the strait.
Some people died, and shadows buried the anticline.
Others don't know where to go because of weak friendship.
I can't go here, I want to pursue poetry and distance.
Holding a hand, I painted the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers.
Mountains and rivers condense into dreams and grow day and night.
Someone once said that this winding road
But it flows quietly along the thread of time.
I had planned to run from Qilian Mountain to the sacred plateau.
Full of fear, I walked non-stop through Yunshan and Wan Li Road.
I also want to listen to Potala Palace in the quiet morning.
An answer to Zen language
Summer dream
Put on a crystal dream
Tuochangfeng delivery
Singing the song of freedom in the air
Kiss goodbye to autumn
Trek all the way
The lyrics of this season.
Free and easy branches
Be a partner
The world is too dirty by the world of mortals.
Paper bag leaves and old ideas
This dancing elf
Is covering the sky.
Carve a white imagination
The hope of sleeping in the pink world
Stick your head out and look around.
Dreams are full of warmth.
Singing silently every night