Chapter 1: Building a Wall
You and I can't profane this word,
Don't forget your oath before God.
Not only do I want your tenderest love,
Wrapped in my heart forever like a banana coat;
I hope your love is as strong as steel,
Build a wall in this flowing life;
Let the autumn wind blow away all the yellow leaves in the garden,
Let termites rot the painted walls for thousands of years;
So one day, a thunderbolt hit the whole universe.
It cannot shake the freedom in the "love wall" between you and me!
Chapter 2: I have a love.
I have a lover-
I love stars in the sky;
I like their crystals:
There is no such strange god on earth.
On a cold evening in winter,
On a lonely and gloomy morning,
At sea, at the top of the mountain after the storm—
There will always be one, ten thousand stars!
The embrace of grass flowers by the mountain stream,
The joy of the children upstairs,
Traveler's Light and South Needle-
A shining elf thousands of miles away!
I have a broken soul,
Like a pile of broken crystals,
Scattered among weeds in the wilderness—
Sip your immediate attention.
The ice and tenderness of life,
I have tasted it, and I have endured it;
Sometimes the cricket's Qiu Ge is placed on the steps,
It broke my heart and made me cry.
I showed my honesty,
Give love to the stars in the daytime:
Whether life is illusory or real,
The earth exists or disappears—
There are always stars in space!
Chapter 3: "Emerald Night"
You really left, tomorrow?
Then I, then I, ...
You don't have to worry, sooner or later;
If you want to remember me, remember me,
Otherwise, forget the world before it's too late.
With me, I don't have to think about time and space.
Think of it as a dream, a fantasy;
Think of it as the residual red we saw the day before yesterday.
Timid and pitying in front of the wind, a fluttering,
Two petals, fall to the ground, step on them and turn into mud. ...
Well, let people step on it,
Change the mud-change the mud and pour it clean.
This half-dead man is suffering,
Looking at an attic, heavy and tearful-
Oh, my God, why did you come? Why did you come? ...
I won't forget you,
When you came that day,
As if the dark future is bright,
You are my husband, my lover, my benefactor,
You taught me what life is and what love is.
You woke me up in a coma and cleared me.
How do I know the sky is high and the grass is green without you?
Touch my heart, how fast it beats;
Touch my face again, how burnt it is, thank you for the night.
Invisible; Love, I can't breathe,
Stop kissing me; I can't stand this kind of intense work,
My soul is like a burning brick these days.
Wrought iron, under the hammer of love, hits, hits and sparks.
Scattered ... I'm dizzy, hold me tight,
Love, let me stay in this quiet garden,
How beautiful it is to die on your chest with your eyes closed!
The wind rustled in the white tree overhead,
This is my funeral song, this breeze,
Blowing from the olive grove, with pomegranate flowers,
Take my soul away, firefly,
Affectionate and dedicated fireflies, with their light,
I stopped when I got to the bridge with the third ring hole.
Look, you're holding my half-hot body,
Call me, kiss me, shake me, suck me, ...
I will smile and follow the breeze,
Let him lead me, heaven, hell, anywhere,
Anyway, lose this disgusting life and experience this death.
In love, the death of this love center is not as good as.
500 reincarnations? ..... selfish, I know,
But I don't care ... will you die with me?
What, it's not a complete "love to death" without a pair,
If you want to fly, you must fight with two pairs of wings.
It's different to take care of when you go to heaven,
I can't live without you and you can't live without me;
If it's hell, you won't be at ease if I go alone.
You said that hell might be more civilized than this world.
Although I don't believe it, like my delicate flower,
There is no guarantee that there will be no more storms.
You can't hear me clearly when I call you.
That's not asking for liberation, but throwing it into the mud,
On the contrary, cold-eyed ghosts colluded with hard-hearted people.
Laugh at my fate and your cowardice and carelessness?
That's right. What should I do?
It's hard to live, it's too hard, and you can't get rid of it when you die.
I don't want you to sacrifice your future for me.
Alas!
You said you'd better live and wait for that day!
Is there that day?
-You are my confidence;
But you must leave at dawn. Do you really have the heart?
Leave without me? I can't keep you, it is fate;
But this flower, without sun and dew soaking,
If you don't die, you will inevitably fall out. What a pity!
You can't forget me,
Love, except in your heart,
I have no life; Yes, I listen to you, I wait,
I have to wait patiently when Cycas bloom;
Love, you will always be a star above my head;
If I die unfortunately, I will become a firefly.
In this garden, next to the grass roots, flying in the dark,
Dusk flies to midnight, midnight flies to dawn,
I just hope there are no clouds in the sky, and I can see the sky.
The unchanging big star in the sky is you,
I hope you can shine more light for me at night,
At the end of the day, a little love ...
Chapter Four: Farewell to Cambridge
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the soft waves of Cambridge,
I would like to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Take a wormwood,
Back to greener grass;
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.
Chapter 5: I am waiting for you.
I am waiting for you.
I looked at the dim light outside.
Just like looking to the future,
My heart shook my ears.
Why haven't you come yet? hope
Allow flowers to bloom every second.
I'm waiting for your footsteps,
Your jokes, your face,
Your soft hair,
Everything is waiting for you;
I hope that every second,
Go to hell.-Where are you?
I want you to make my heart ache,
I want you to smile like a flame,
Want your flexible waist,
The flying star in your hair horn;
I fell into a drunken atmosphere,
Like an island,
Floating and sinking involuntarily between the waves of python green. ...
Oh, I want to eat it so much
Your arrival, longing
That magical yutan
Open the top of time!
Why don't you come? You have a heart!
You know, I know you know,
It was a fatal blow that you didn't come to me,
Kill the spring in my life,
Teach darkness as strong as iron in the mine,
Oppressing my thoughts and breathing;
Kill the poor bud of hope,
Hand me over, like a prisoner.
Jealousy and sadness are the shame of life.
And the cruelty of despair.
This may be an illusion. This is an illusion.
I believe that I am indeed an idiot;
But I can't turn the rudder,
Wanfang's interest rate doesn't allow me to hesitate-
I can't turn back, fate drives me!
I also know that this is mainly for
The road to destruction, but
For you, for you,
I am willing to do anything;
This is not only my passion,
That's the only reason I said it.
Idiot! Trying to crush the fibers of life
To touch a woman's heart!
If you want to win, you can win at most.
A tear from her,
Her cold sneer;
But I am willing, even if
The news of my powder body was sent to
A stubborn stone, she regards me as
Rats and bugs in the cellar,
I still want to!
Crazy truth is unconditional,
God can't bring back one
Be calm as one.
Sometimes soldiers who were on the verge of death will be brought back.
In vain, everything is in vain,
There is no denying that you won't come.
Although there is a burning fire in my heart,
Longing for everything you have,
Your hair, your smile, your hands and feet;
Any wishful thinking and prayer
Cann't shorten it by an inch
The distance between you and me!
The twilight outside has come.
Condensed into the darkness of night,
Ice and snow hung on the branches,
Birds forget their songs,
Silence is the universe of unanimous mourning.
The hands on the clock are constantly comparing.
Mysterious gestures, like pointing,
Such as sympathy, such as ridicule,
Whenever I touch this point, I feel
My own heart
The death knell was buried alive.