Snowflakes from heaven-Snowflakes must come from heaven. Why else is she so delicate and transparent? why
With the infinite beauty and hope of the world? Snowflakes come to this world with the wind, filling the whole sky and winter. She must be an angel in winter. With her, winter is no longer lonely. Snowflakes must come from heaven. Otherwise, why her?
Come quietly, go quietly from beginning to end, quietly? Why is it so mysterious?
Farewell to childhood-it is another year of childhood when flowers bloom and fall. No beautiful words can stand the test of time.
In the passage of time, the beautiful yesterday is getting farther and farther away from me, and my heart is broken. It is another day to wave goodbye to childhood. I must meet you in my dream. Fairy-tale beauty floats in the wind with helpless sighs. All the good things have been diluted by time and gradually faded away from the glory of the past. I want to say goodbye: goodbye, my childhood, I hope my youth is as beautiful as you!
Rain Alley
Dai wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone for a long, long time
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
In silence
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
Like a dream,
Sad and confused like a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac,
I passed this girl by;
She went away silently, far away,
Towards the decaying wall,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes,
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone for a long, long time
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
The girl with grief and indignation wants to adopt.