Pen name: Red Fish
Work unit: Xinjiang Shihezi No.1 Middle School
When I turned to leave,
Don't forget to think of me.
When you miss me,
Don't forget I miss you, too.
When you miss me,
Please remember that I have printed my smile in the bud.
Every drop of morning dew on the petals is a tear of missing you.
When spring is warm, colorful flowers bloom under your window.
Your spring is beautiful.
When I turned to the horizon,
Don't forget to think of me.
When you miss me,
Remember, I am a warm breeze in summer,
When counting the stars on the haystack,
The breeze blows through your ears,
That's my hair brushing your cheek,
When you swing,
Warm wind glides through your skin,
That's my gentle hug.
When I went to the mountains,
Don't forget to think of me.
When you miss me,
Remember that I am a white fox on the snowy field,
Your warm hands are still warm.
I have been with you for a long time.
Winged heart, bathed in the morning and sunset,
The heart follows the seasons and dyes the mountains and rivers.
Make wine smooth and poetic, and taste tea and dye ink.
When I turned to leave,
Don't forget to think of me.
When you miss me,
Remember that I am the sun in autumn,
When the autumn rhyme spreads,
Rolling like fire,
The flaming autumn clouds dyed through the layers of maple leaves.
Acacia with nowhere to tell,
Sprinkle a touch of melancholy all over the floor,
Cover your sleeves with tears.
Every butterfly is the soul of a flower in a previous life.
Come back and find itself.
Cut for a while, roll up my thoughts,
Pray to meet another self in the afterlife.
Hug yourself tightly,
Warm and calm as a lotus,
Thrush in the years, paint rouge in the time.
In my heart, there are traces of your touch,
Hair, you left a kiss.