Author: Tahiram Dodo
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
You are a song in my heart.
Author: national wind
You are a song in my heart.
How many years have passed,
This song haunts my mind,
Fantastic softness, confusion and sadness,
I sang this song quietly,
Like telling a beautiful legend.
Maybe it's not a song,
It is a river flowing in my heart.
You are a song in my heart,
How much loneliness I spent with me.
I put my heart into song for you,
There are joys and sorrows in the song.
I sang this song softly,
Forget loneliness and shyness.
Really. This is not a song-
It is the heart that tells you affectionately.
Xiangshan hongye
Author: Guo Feng
Sadly,
What makes people forget to stay,
What is intoxicating is that,
What people will always remember.
Ah, the red leaves of Xiangshan,
You make love so romantic,
You make life so obsessed,
You decorate autumn with splendor.
No, you are not a red leaf,
You are a lovesick heart,
Blood red is your sincerity,
Frozen frost flowers are your holiness.
When we met, you were an affectionate thread.
In love, you are the oath of love,
Parting, you are a heavy miss,
After breaking up, you are a precious memory.
The real you,
Just a leaf,
A leaf that has experienced wind and frost,
Leaves reflected brighter by snow.
Autumn is dead, and you are still alive,
In the severe winter snow and ice,
Fade your beauty,
Exhauste your fragrance,
Until you are haggard,
Your rainbow-like beautiful body.
Spring is coming,
Green leaves are covered with fragrant hills,
People turn a blind eye,
Still looking forward to you-autumn red leaves.
Teach me how not to love her
Author: Han Xiao
At sunrise, Mount Tai, the moon sets in the Three Gorges,
The water in the river loves Qifeng, and Pinghu is drunk with rosy clouds. ...
Ah, there are thousands of paintings in my heart.
Teach me how not to love her!
Fish make trouble in the East China Sea, birds sing Xisha,
There are rustling horses in Saibei and colorful flowers in Lingnan. ...
Ah, Tang and Song poems are stirring with blood.
Teach me how not to love her!
The waves beat against Humen, and the rain washed away the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
Thunder resounded through the Gobi and Xiangyun shone in Lhasa. ...
Ah, the dream of a martyr is shining in my eyes,
Teach me how not to love her!
The wind danced, the red flag shed tears all over the world.
The Great Wall welcomes guests, and pandas convey the message of love. ...
Ah, covered in scars, raised his head,
Teach me how not to love her!