1 Distance disintegrates thoughts and time runs aground.
My tearful smile has become the most beautiful flower in the evening, blooming for you.
Cold dew and condensed homesickness can't stand the light of dawn.
The sound of flowers is the sound of nature in an instant, which penetrates the soul and becomes eternal.
I am lying alone in the soft waves of dreams, and the notes accompanying my thoughts float far away.
Line 6 is broken, just like a bookmark, only one day is caught, and only one moment is frozen.
The eagle is proud of the sky and feels the loneliness of the king in the wind.
You walked by casually, but left countless springs for me.
An upright reed deepens the vastness of autumn.
10 road, the heaviness of ups and downs, the hardships of tortuous years.
1 1 If a rural ballad is sung for a long time, it will condense into silence.
12 Ferry is to seek the cycle of life.
13 You wait for the tenderness of spring and leave me out of the scenery.
14 autumn must have slipped out of the poem.
15 has gone through happiness, but I can't walk out of the fairy tale you weaved for me.
16 sitting in the wilderness in autumn, the land is desolate, waiting for it to turn into yellow wild chrysanthemums all over the mountain.
17 The shortest way is to leave home, and the longest way is to go home.
18 There will be a green corner in your eyes for my soul to inhabit.
19 Staring at the sky and the sky, I hope to find a quiet and dust-free place to breathe freely in my heart.
On the day when the petals fall, the mood is like a breeze, like a bright morning dew.