Chapter 1: To the Oak Tree
If I love you,
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you,
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat simple songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,
Increase your height,
Set off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
I don't know,
These are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Root,
Hold on to the ground,
Leaves,
Touch each other in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one understood us.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;
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 are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love,
Not only love your strong body,
I like your position,
The land under your feet.
Chapter 2: The end of this episode.
We will never be immersed in this bittersweet past time again;
When the aperture of love covered you,
Honey, come with me.
We can't find the place where we were close.
At that time, the place where we fell in love was empty.
Flowers and fragrant air,
Will they think of our arrival at this time?
Will those nightingales scream,
Found out that we used to hang out here?
Although we had a warm oath, although we had unforgettable joy,
The suffering after the carnival reached its limit was put on trial today.
Deep trauma;
No * * *: Laughing my throat;
But stubbornly endure;
This road of love is harder than a hard stone.
Chapter 3: Love a person and miss a city.
Love a person and think of a city.
Where the heart is attached
The four seasons are always lush
Love a person and think of a city.
Wind and rain in different places
Why is it always in my sky?
Love a person and think of a city.
Where dreams settle.
Be an emotional lake.
Love a person and think of a city.
I'm afraid to walk through Qian Shan.
Dreams are still scenery.
Love a person and think of a city.
A painting in life
The knife mark hangs in my heart like an axe.
Chapter four: Love between heaven and earth.
You are in heaven.
It's my groom.
I'm on the ground
This is your bride.
Between heaven and earth
Breathe the air we love.
Whether I'm in the south
You are in the north.
Wan Chuan is our tearful writing.
Qian Lin is a hotbed of loneliness and tranquility.
Pigeons emit red notes of love.
You cry and cry in heaven.
Into a gentle drizzle, dripping on my heart.
The breeze brought the witness of the wedding.
I cried happily on the ground.
Take white clouds as a warning and sunset as a wedding dress
You fell into my arms in heaven.
I snuggled up in your arms.
Heaven and earth held a feast of love.
I think ...
You in heaven are far away from me.
Is the distance between heaven and earth.
When loneliness blooms a flower
I find
I am close to you on the ground.
Is the distance between inhalation and exhalation.
The blue sky is woven into brocade.
Qingqingshan is a pillow.
You sleep with me.
You are in heaven and I am on earth.
This love between heaven and earth
Article 5: When you are old.
When you get old,
My head is white,
Sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire,
Please write down this poem,
Read slowly,
Think back to the tenderness of your eyes in the past,
Recall the heavy shadows of their past;
How many people love you when you are young and happy,
Worship your beauty,
True or not,
Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;
Keep your head down,
By the glowing red fire,
Whispering sadly about the passing of love,
On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly.
A face is hidden among a group of stars.