Love is a cloud, dotted with the whole sky;
Love is rain, which moistens everything on the earth;
Love is a tree that blocks the blazing xia yang.
Love is the wind, rolling with thick clouds;
Love is a cloud that turns into timely rain;
Love is rain, which moistens the trees after a long drought;
Love is a tree that supports the shade for you.
Love is light, it melts the snow in winter;
Love is snow, water that moistens the land;
Love is water, forming an endless sea;
Love is the sea, which contains all the shortcomings. Flowering trees.
Xi Murong
How to let you meet me
In my best moment, for this.
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
Please listen carefully when you come near.
The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart