1, "Facing the sea, spring blossoms"
From tomorrow on, be a happy person,
Feeding horses, chopping wood, traveling around the world,
Starting tomorrow, care about food and vegetables,
I have a house facing the sea and full of spring flowers.
Starting from tomorrow, write to every relative.
Tell them my happiness,
Happy lightning told me,
I'll tell everyone,
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I wish you the same,
I wish you a bright future,
May you have a lover and everything will be fine.
May you be happy on earth,
I just want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
Step 2 keep a diary
Sister, I am in Delingha tonight, and the night is shrouded.
Sister, I only have Gobi tonight.
I'm empty-handed at the end of the grassland,
I can't keep a tear when I am sad.
Sister, I am in Delingha tonight.
This is a desolate city in the rain.
Except those passing by, those who live in Delingha.
Tonight,
This is the last lyric,
This is the last grassland,
I returned the stone to the stone.
Let the victory of victory.
Tonight highland barley belongs only to herself,
Everything is growing,
Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi desert,
Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you.
Step 3 "ask"
Running in the green wheat field,
Snow and sunshine,
Poet, you can't pay it back.
Friendship between wheat field and light,
A wish,
One kind,
You can't afford it.
Shining stars,
Loneliness burns above your head.
4. "Happy day-dedicated to sorbus in autumn"
I love a new day infinitely,
Today's sun, today's horse, today's Yamanashi,
Let me be healthy, rich and have a lifetime.
From dawn to dusk,
It's sunny,
More than all the poems in the past,
Happiness found me,
Happiness said, "Look at this poet, he is happier than myself".
After parting my autumn,
In the autumn when my bones are cracked,
I love you, Thorpe.
5. Morning and night in spring
At night,
I put the ancient roots,
Take it to the ground,
The green calf of the frog, the green eye socket of the moon,
A green shell casing, green.
Flowers are blooming on my back.
In the morning,
I went back to the village,
Tap on the door,
A drinking bee landed on my neck.
She thinks I may be a person far from the ground.
Mom opened the door,
I saw a row of wet Woods by the well.
Kneeling neatly in front of vilen and her,
Mom-they shouted-mom.
6. "September"
Wild flowers on the grassland witnessed the death of the gods.
The distant wind is farther than the distant wind.
My piano sobbed without tears.
I returned this remote place to the grassland,
One is called wood, the other is called ponytail,
My piano sobbed without tears.
In the distance, there is only one wild flower condensed in death.
The moon is as high as a mirror, and the grassland reflects for thousands of years.
My piano sobbed without tears.
A man beat a horse across the grassland.
7. A poem dedicated to the daughter of the night
Night rises from the earth,
Covering the bright sky,
The barren land after harvest,
Night rises in your heart,
You come from far away, and I will go to far away.
It's a long way through here,
There is nothing in the sky,
Why give me comfort,
The barren land after harvest,
People took away a year's harvest,
Take the grain and get on the horse.
People who stay underground are buried deep,
The pitchforks sparkled, the straw piled on the fire,
The rice was piled in the dark barn.
The barn is too dark, too quiet, too greasy,
It's too desolate. I saw Yan's eyes in the harvest.
Birds like black raindrops,
Fly from dusk to night,
Nothing at night,
Why give me comfort?
Walking on the road,
Singing loudly,
The wind blew over the hills,
There is an endless sky above.
8. Living in a precious world
Living among these precious people,
The sun is very strong,
Water waves are gentle,
Layers of white clouds cover.
I stepped on the grass,
It feels like a completely clean black soil.
Living among these precious people,
The soil splashed high,
Slap the cheek.
Living among these precious people,
Humans are as happy as plants,
Love is as happy as rain.
9. Morning rain time
The pony jumps on the grass slope,
The blue wheat night breeze blows,
I didn't think at this moment,
Five lights should be on at the same time.
The green wheat field is like a horse fluttering in the wind.
Five lights should go out one by one.
It will rain until late at night and early in the morning.
It's dusk,
There will be no one on the ridge.
Can't travel,
When people gather by the river to sing loudly about life,
I will definitely go back to the deserted mountains alone.
10, at night
A village with dark water at night,
The birds kept singing and swaying under the shallow sand.
Fruit grows underground, like a mute calling the door,
Fish lurks quietly, as if in the arms of a dream girl.
At that moment, mother was a flash in the pan.
Birds sing like villages, like birds' lips,
Birds can't sing, and birds have no lips.
You are a part of the night, the mother of the night,
That night, I grew up in front of the door, screaming like a mute.
Birds' songs may not be like birds' lips dedicated to the night,
On the lips of the night outside the door,
I wrote down your name.