I have inserted the wings of my dreams countless times.
Fly the wings of dreams
Looking for dreams in colorful seasons
childhood
Mother's company
I gather maple leaves in the Woods in autumn.
youth
I'm alone.
Collect the dreams of youth
at present
Collect her childhood dreams
That maple leaf
record
Innocent hearts from generation to generation
My daughter made a maple leaf.
Beautiful bookmarks are sandwiched in the book.
Every time I see it,
Will bloom with a bright smile
Together with this delicate maple leaf
Overflow a pure beauty
Although maple leaves can be collected every year
But I've been longing to see the red leaves in Xiangshan.
Let the maple leaf write down the faint feelings.
Give yourself a real dream.
Each of us
Spent an innocent age.
Have pure feelings and memories.
With the increase of age,
When the beautiful face is no longer young
When worldly trifles cover up
Once a soft heart
When everything in reality becomes real and helpless
We must give up our naive dreams.
Days are like meteors sliding behind them.
Hexiaojie
But leave me in the dust.
Count memory
most of the time
I was thinking.
If there really is a place in this world,
Can turn back the years.
Can turn back the clock
Whatever it takes.
I want to have it.
but
Cann't go back
I really can't go back.
What we have
I have flown the wings of my dreams countless times.
Looking for dreams in colorful seasons
childhood
Mother's company
I gather maple leaves in the Woods in autumn.
youth
I am collecting the dreams of youth by myself.
at present
Collect her childhood dreams
That maple leaf
record
Innocent hearts from generation to generation
I put a maple leaf.
Make a beautiful bookmark and put it in the book.
Every time I see it,
Will bloom with a bright smile
Together with this delicate maple leaf
Overflow a pure beauty
Although maple leaves can be collected every year
But I've been longing to see the red leaves in Xiangshan.
Let the maple leaf write down the faint feelings.
Give yourself a real dream.
Dreams are like a wanderer.
No matter how many years of wandering.
I always want to return to my roots and let my soul return to my hometown.
although
How many days of silence?
How many times have you sighed at night?
Dream, like a girl.
Shy, embarrassed to say.
I always wanted to be an angel and see the prince again.
Even without those shoes.
I don't know where Wang Xiu is.
Dream like a child.
Fei Chang wan pi
Come when you say it, and leave when you say it.
And willful.
If you say you want it, you have to give it up.
Dreaming like an old man.
Stumbling in the sunset
A cloudy tear.
In the deep valley of crepe
Turn left and right and refuse to leave.
The third chapter "My Dream" makes dreams like flowers.
Gorgeous in your loneliness and mine.
Hesitate in the sunset,
Singing your poem,
Dream your dreams,
I was intoxicated,
Look among the flowers you pass by,
I was fascinated by your scent.
Sunlight is harmful,
Through the glass of my house,
Pierced my heart,
Bring combustion,
Bring unparalleled power,
I threw away the jasmine in my hand,
Run to the lake.
A rough lake,
With a small paper boat folded as a child,
Used to wear my eyes,
With the gentle wind,
Sail to the joy of yearning for freedom.
My lake is very small,
My dream is big,
My ship can't sail out of this limit,
Wandering in the storm,
I just feel weak
What is swaying in the wind and rain is your own life.
Walking on the rugged road is your own figure,
I took a step to break through the obstacles,
But lost in the milky fog,
This loss concerns your own soul.
My dream,
I held her high,
Lift it to the top of the mountain in the howling wind,
I hope she doesn't fall,
Otherwise, I will break up with her.
Tears of the sunset float in the dense glow.