Several cool rains brought the summer to an end.
Put on a skirt and fall in love
Take it away together, together
An impenetrable innocence of blue morning glory.
This season's infectious diseases triggered my whole summer.
Enduring loneliness. September is coming.
There is a train to take you away.
Never came back.
I often look up at the sky.
Do not know when
Escaped a small piece.
When the wind blows, a plant has nowhere to say goodbye.
Stick to yourself.
Go to the oak tree
If I love you, I will never show off myself with your high branches like climbing Campbell: if I love you, I will never imitate spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade; It is not only like spring, but also brings cool comfort all year round; It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity. Even during the day. Even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree. Roots, close to the ground, leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems, like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd, I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, like a heroic torch, and we share the cold wave, storm and thunderbolt; We * * * enjoy the mist and rainbow, as if we were separated forever, but we were dependent on each other for life. This is great love, and here is firmness: not only love your stalwart body, but also love your stand and the land under your feet.