To the oak tree.
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send 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 the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
perhaps
-Answer the loneliness of a reader
Maybe our worries
There are always no readers.
Maybe the road has started to go wrong.
The result is still wrong.
Maybe we should light lanterns one by one.
And was blown out by the strong wind one by one.
Maybe burn out your life and shine on others.
There is no fire around to keep warm.
Maybe the tears are gone.
The land is more fertile.
Maybe we sing the sun.
Also sung by the sun
Maybe the heavier your shoulders are.
The higher the faith.
Maybe shout for all the suffering.
I have to keep silent about my personal misfortune.
perhaps
Due to an irresistible call
We have no other choice.
This is everything, too.
-Answer a young friend's "everything"
Not all trees
Be broken by the storm;
Not all seeds
Can't find rooted soil;
Not everything is true.
Are lost in the desert of people's hearts;
Not all dreams
Willing to break his wings.
No, not everything.
Like you said,
Not all flames
They will only burn themselves.
Not illuminating others;
Not all stars
It only means darkness.
Don't report the dawn;
Not all songs
Just passing by my ear.
Didn't leave it in my heart.
No, not everything.
Just like you said!
Not all appeals went unanswered;
Not everything lost can't be compensated;
Not all abyss is doomed;
Not all destruction covers the weak;
Not all hearts
You can step on the mud under your feet;
Not all the consequences are tears and blood stains,
But I didn't show a happy expression.
All the present breeds the future,
Everything in the future comes from yesterday.
Hope and fight for it,
Please put these on your shoulders.
Reef and lamp
Stand on my shoulder, honey-
You should be brave.
The black wall moved closer and closer,
A bloodthirsty, gloomy threat,
The waves raised their sharp claws,
Tear my wound a thousand times.
Pain soaked my silence,
Silence can be refined into iron.
If my breasts can't
Resist all blows for you,
Honey, you have to be brave.
miss
A color wall chart without lines.
A pure but unsolvable algebra
A dulcimer, plucking the rain beads on the eaves.
A pair of oars that can't reach the other shore
Bud usually waits in silence.
Sunset is usually far away.
Maybe there is an ocean hidden.
But all I shed was two tears.
Ah, in the vision of the heart
in one's soul of souls
Go to the seaside
sunrise on the sea
How many heroes have aroused sincere admiration?
Sunset at sea
Arouse the tenderness of many poets
How many songs were sung on the cliff?
It is also blown by the sea breeze day and night
Whispering day and night
How many lines of footprints were left on the beach?
How many sails have been raised on the horizon?
It's all kept secret by Haitao
Secret burial
There have been curses and sorrows.
There is praise and glory.
Changes in marine life
A turbulent ocean of life
Where was the bunker dug when I was a child?
Where is the first love shoulder to shoulder?
Ah, the sea
Even your waves
Can erase memories.
And some shells.
Scattered on the hillside
Like the stars on a summer night
Maybe the vortex is flashing dangerously.
Maybe the storm opened the greedy mouth.
Ah life
Even though you destroyed it.
Countless pure dreams
There are also some brave people.
As in a storm
Flying petrel
The coastal night at night is as cold and cheerless.
The rocks with cold leaves are as cold as death.
From the coast to Yan Jun.
How lonely my shadow is
From dusk to midnight
How proud I am inside.
The element of freedom.
Let you pretend to roar.
Let you be hypocritical and calm.
Let you take away everything in the past.
All the past
This world
Have the pain of sinking
And the joy of awakening.
Seeing friends off in autumn night
I was moved by your talent for the first time.
Is in the misty spring rain.
See you tonight. It's hard to see you again.
Sobbing among the mulberry branches
It is already a lazy wind in late autumn.
You always compare yourself to
Old pine trees after lightning strike
You can't cure the pain of burns for a lifetime.
Unlike the willows floating in the air with flowers on the shore.
Every spring, you have to change your appearance.
I often wish I were like
Hong Fei traveling from south to north.
Pave the way in the boundless sky.
Don't be like that narcissistic parrot.
You can't live without a golden cage all day.
This is our own misfortune.
It is also our * * * difficulty.
Because we think too much about life.
Our hearts
Our hearts are always so heavy.
When will the old pile sprout?
Shake off dead branches for a lush tree.
When is spring always here?
Soothes the sleeping soul
Don't worry any more.