Memories of the wind blowing on the road.
Struggling desperately in your swamp
There was no confusion along the way.
A rough footprint
The sky shed a thoughtful tear.
At night, the curtains are opened.
Long and thick
Cann't penetrate the light of hope
In the wet mud
Broken past
One after another.
Sigh across the sky
Shining star
Can you have a direction?
Who can pull me out of the mud?
Escape from the white night
dream
Can't hold the hand of dreams
Be forgotten in this world
Who got the floor wet?
Can't tell the direction
The stream sings to ease the sadness.
Nanfeng brought a scarf to wipe her tears.
The pillow is in the abdomen of the mountain.
The grass is covered with soft green felt.
Wild forest bears fruit.
Tempting gluttonous birds
A trace of panic crossed my face.
Mountains and rivers embrace my confusion.
Kiss the forehead
Like a tall father
Beautiful little flower
Fluttering brings a fragrant smell.
Gently drifting into the dream of heaven.