Extreme loneliness
Set at the end of the sky
It looks forward to hard work.
The final sprint
Like five-color ribbons.
Hurdles are at the ideal end.
If the years don't come
Please don't be sad and complain.
Because life has no horizon.
* Scenery
Rape flowers enter your eyes.
Bee warm reception
Yellow extends to the horizon.
Embrace white clouds
Stamens hide spring.
A dream is growing.
Quiet land
There are countless golden autumns.
A pair of eyes
Always want to be full of beauty
A trip
Accompanied by brilliance
* Country roads
A tortuous history
Write it on the plain. forehead
Wrinkled and sparse
The village has matured.
I grew up in ancient rural customs.
I grew up with my parents' heavy footsteps.
Grow up with children's frolicking and laughter.
I grew up with the songs of cuckoo and Xia Chan.
Grow into a long and gentle song
A nightmare exercise
There is a small village tied to one end.
One end is tied with a wandering heart.
* A leaf in your hand
A leaf in your hand
Its background is very clear.
As clear as your palm print.
Never, never throw it away.
It was once tortured by autumn.
I can't stand the slightest negligence any longer.
Please close your palm.
Hug it tightly.
* Nostalgia
Who doesn't miss it?
Why not miss it!
We finally arrived at this day.
Say something,
Because the sea of hearts has stirred.
Shake hands,
Because the road is still far away.
Sleepless tonight,
Water is sleepless,
Listen quietly,
Our whispers.