-Xi Murong
This stream is eager to flow to the ocean.
The tide is eager to return to land.
In front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers
I waved goodbye so easily.
After 20 years of changes,
Our souls come back every night.
When the breeze blows.
It became a garden full of fragrance.
fly
Some poems are written for yesterday and tomorrow, some poems are written for love, and some poems are written for ideals I have never met, but I never gave up before sunset.
I hope I can fly very high, maybe southeast, maybe northwest, and find the image in my heart at an amazing speed. Maybe, maybe I can finally meet him before sunset.
What birds want is actually just a few small wishes. They want to know where the mountains and rivers come from, whether there is sunshine behind the clouds, and whether Wan Li is exactly as they imagined.
Isn't it, so the ideal pursuit should be placed on a pair of pure white wings?
Should we have a pair of wings at the beginning of every morning?
So, I want to ask you, please follow my imagination. When the morning light first appeared, there was a Bai Niao flying gently in everyone's heart. After several hesitations, he finally chose his own direction in the boundless sky.
At the beginning of every morning, at the beginning of every life, please let us all have a pair of pure white wings, and let us launch all possible and impossible flights in the dark sky.
Pay attention to the speed of speech and match your feelings when reciting.
I hope I can help you! Wish you success!