Walk into the peach blossom garden
A dream many years ago
Take me to the Peach Blossom Garden
You said it was a flower from a previous life.
For my development to this day
A date many years ago
Take me to the Peach Blossom Garden
You said you were obsessed with waiting.
Meeting is only for a period of fate.
Peach Blossom Garden in My Heart
You can't see it in the world of mortals
The boat you left me.
Can I go back in time?
Peach Blossom Garden in My Heart
You can't see it in the world of mortals
The song you left me.
I will sing forever.
There is also a long composition!
When it comes to Peach Blossom Garden, people often think of some beautiful things, right? Peach Blossom Garden is like a fairyland on earth! But have you really done it?
Everyone has his own peach blossom garden in his heart. For a tree, the place full of sunshine is the Peach Blossom Garden in his mind. For birds, the dense forest is their own peach garden; For Bai Yun, the clear blue sky is the peach blossom garden in my heart ... But for me?
The Peach Blossom Garden in my heart is not only because of my introversion or other reasons, but also because it is far away from the noise and hubbub of the world.
It was a sunny night. I walk alone on the vast lawn, and every step is soft. The night was strangely quiet. At this time, the grass had fallen asleep. I couldn't bear to go on, so I sat down in the same place and breathed the fresh air greedily.
Looking up at the sky, the moon is smiling brightly and hanging high in the sky. I wanted to take it off with my hand as a souvenir, but I shrank back. Don't be too selfish, or others will never see the moon again. Moon, are you afraid of waking them up and not talking?
The twinkling stars are also reflected in the dark blue night sky. When I was a child, I heard my mother say that stars blink. I don't believe it yet, but now I do. You really blink, like a firefly. Even if naughty stars don't fly everywhere, why don't you talk?
Occasionally, a meteor glides slowly across the sky in the line of sight, and then it leaves a gentle arc, but it does not exist with your disappearance. I don't know where this star came from and where it fell, but the sky returned to its original silence.
That long galaxy! He became calm again, as if he were a different person. I can't help but think of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl again. When will they be together forever? That galaxy!
There are no trees around, no chaos, just like my brain now, no oppression. I wanted to hum a little song at this moment, but this night gave me a way out.
I just found some vibrant dandelions growing at my feet. A breeze blew and white seeds floated like parachutes. Go, go where you belong.
The night became unusually quiet again.
Maybe you will call me a pioneer, I don't know. I just feel far away from the long-standing noise, listening to the sound of "silence" and tasting the taste of "silence"
Recalling the Peach Blossom Garden in my heart, where will the meteor fly?