Can only fantasize
Dreams will visit them when they are asleep.
Maybe childhood friends.
Maybe friends come from afar.
There is pain on the wire bed.
There is joy on the straw.
Give when needed.
Massive theft
It's not a false alarm
If something is lost,
I am proud, I come from China.
Among countless blue eyes and yellow eyes,
I have a pair of jewel-like black eyes,
I am proud, I come from China!
Among countless white skin and black skin,
My skin is as yellow as the earth,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
The Loess Plateau is my chest,
The flowing water of the Yellow River is my boiling blood,
The Great Wall is my raised arm,
Mount Tai is my heel.
I'm from China-
My ancestors walked out of the forest for the first time.
My ancestors started farming first,
I am a descendant of the compass and printing.
Pi, the descendant of the seismograph.
In my country,
Not only in history books
Keywords Confucius, Sima Qian, Li Zicheng, Sun Yat-sen,
And immortality in the history of literature
Hua Mulan, Lin Daiyu, the Monkey King, Lu.
I'm from China-
In my country, there are not only
Changbai Mountain Snow Mountain, Huangshan Jinsong,
There is also the immortal Beijing-Hong Kong tradition and Yan 'an spirit!
I'm from China-
My voice is as rough as the Yellow River,
Not only in the United Nations building,
Speak out China's comments,
I also want to take part in the Olympic Games.
Shouting "China scores".
When applause raised the five-star red flag to the blue sky,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China-
My arms are as big as the Great Wall.
Not only drill drill pipes into foreigners,
Predict that the center of the earth can't hit oil;
Send communication satellites to our ancestors.
White clouds that I have never been to in my dream;
When Wuzhou listens to the East,
I am proud, I come from China!
I'm from China,
I am a descendant of the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
Let the flying mural come with us.
I'm Tian Fei,
Flying is us.
I am proud, I come from China!
Flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.
Winter poem
The trembling wings of ants in winter,
Waiting for the cold winter to end.
I love you in a slow and stupid way,
Hardly speak, just a few words.
What makes us hide our lives?
A wound, a wind, a word, a cause.
We sometimes wait helplessly,
Clumsily speaking, not all of them are not cured.
When we hide a wound, we learn from a person
Back to a life with a shell.
Now we touch the hard chest of the ant's old eyes,
Shell, silent tongue.
This must be the way of ants,
The way of ants in winter, those
The way injured people want to live:
Breathe, feel others, wait.