A brick built on the Great Wall
In my ancient memory.
Still engraved with Meng Jiangnu's sad cry.
If I were a stone,
A rock sleeping at the foot of Yanshan Mountain,
In my hard body,
From time to time, the tinkling mountain spring looms.
If I were a plaque,
The plaque hanging on the wall,
On my dusty body,
Up to now, there is still the ink fragrance of "the first pass in the world".
If I were a flower,
A wave on the Bohai Sea,
On the surface of my life,
It also reflects the vicissitudes of the first emperor's face.
If I were a bird,
A bird living in a pigeon's nest,
Between the clouds I flew over,
I also echoed Chairman Mao's poem "Langtaosha".
You know,
The land under my feet,
Whether in memory or in dreams,
On the body, on the water, between the clouds,
You always appear in every day of my life!
If I were a tree, I would sprout as early as possible in spring and be the first to grow fresh green leaves to tell people that spring is coming.
If I were a tree, in summer, I would open a big umbrella for people to escape the heat, let the children play under the tree, and let the old people put a good table of chess here.
If I were a tree, in autumn, I would hang all kinds of fruits on the branches, such as apples, Sydney, lemons and peaches ... so that everyone can eat sweet fruits.
If I were a tree, I wouldn't be angry even if someone cut some branches from me for firewood in winter, because I want people to spend the cold winter warmly.
If I were a tree, when Christmas comes, I will hang small colored lights on my branches like a pine tree to make myself as beautiful as a pine tree.
If I were a tree, I would hang bags of grain, including millet, wheat, red beans, mung beans, rice and soybeans, on the branches in the famine years.
If I were a tree, when Children's Day comes, I will grow fun toys, such as trains, football, deformation toys that boys like, and skipping rope, shuttlecock and glass filaments that girls like. These toys are very interesting.
But life always has an end. One summer, I was uprooted and transported to a paper mill. I know, this is the last moment of my life! I also know exactly what I will look like when I go in. I will become a piece of paper, a blank sheet of paper.
Although I died, I lived happily.
3. If I were the wind.
I will gently blow your beautiful long hair.
Let the sunshine warm your sad face.
If I were the wind
I will quietly blow into your sad face
Let the moonlight shine into your gentle dreams.
If I were the wind
I will quietly blow into your gentle dream.
Let me melt in your lonely heart
If I were the sun,
I would like to spread a colorful brocade for your life.
If I were the moon,
I would like to make your life shine with silver forever.
If I were the sea,
I hope your mind is as broad as mine,
If I were a mountain,
I hope you are as tall and strong as me.
But I'm just an ordinary person,
I want to use my colorful pen, full heart,
Write down your troubles, nourish your spirit,
Fill your lonely soul.
Remember, my friend, the darkness of life is about to pass,
What followed was—
Light, hope and warmth.