How to let you meet me
In my best moment, for this.
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
The sun is full of flowers.
Blooming is my hope in my previous life.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you finally ignore it.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
Shu Ting's To the Oak Tree
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love, not only love your stalwart body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
Lin's "You are April Day on Earth"
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's elegance, and you are, Xianyan.
You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; fresh
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.
Whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth,
It's hope, you are April day on earth!
See if it works. Others, such as Zheng Chouyu's mistakes. It's all classic.