That night, 1, my boat was pushed out of the river.
There are dense stars in the clear blue sky.
That night, you held my hand,
The lost starry night blockade relieves anxiety.
That night, you and I parted ways,
Each of them realized the emergence of life.
My boat is still floating on the sea,
Thin masts often sway in the wind and waves.
So far, the sun has only wandered behind me,
Layers of shadows surround me.
I still remember that night,
Starlight, tears, the white river!
I still miss your farming on the shore;
The vividness of red flowers, yellow flowers and blossoming flowers.
I hope to reach the top that day,
Honey generally moistens memories.
On that day, I will step on an arrow with wings.
Look at your garden and shoot a complete string.
On that day, you will hear songs like birds.
That is, I am waiting for your appreciation.
On that day, you will see messy flower shadows.
That is, I broke into the border of that year!
Nevertheless, you still stretch out into the clear sky like a lake.
White clouds are like a first-class cold current, clear.
Let me follow Lin 'an to explore your fountain;
I still have all kinds of doubts.
Every reflection of you!
You spread like a thousand petals!
Xianyan is yours, and each petal is more fragrant.
The warm and attractive smell of flowers, accompanied by a cool evening:
I said flowers, this is a trick of spring.
To steal someone's infatuation!
You learn from books whose leaves are blowing in the wind,
Reveal your every thought; Every corner of the mind,
Your eyes look at me and you keep talking:
But I still didn't answer, and there was silence.
Embrace my soul forever.
Hear music in the middle of the night
This must be your finger again,
Flip,
In the middle of the night, I feel sad.
I can't help blushing,
Listen quietly,
The vivid scene of midnight black boy.
Listen to my heart,
horrible
I know, but how can I respond?
Life has already defined her style,
Too weak
It is people's beautiful imagination.
Unless there is such a day in my dream,
you and I
Let's climb the string of hope.
I'd rather be a fallen leaf,
Let the rain fall everywhere;
Or a cloud, in a clear blue sky,
No longer connected with the earth.
But grab that sad sign,
To touch the disappointment that has not landed;
Twilight, night shift, tiptoe,
Everything is empty, without tenderness;
Forget the existence of this world; Have you;
Mourn for those who have loved;
Falling like a fallen flower, forgetting to go.
The emotion in these tears.
Nothing will be left until that day comes,
Less than an instant, a gust of wind.
Trace, you have to forget me, too
I live in this world.
April Day on Earth 4 I said you are April Day on Earth;
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's elegance. You are, Xianyan.
You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, the goose yellow looks like you; fresh
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.
Whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth,
It's hope, you are April day on earth!
Don't throw away 5, don't throw away.
This past enthusiasm
Now it's like running water.
soft
At the bottom of the cold mountain spring
In the darkness of the pine forest
Sighing melancholy
You still have to keep it true.
It is also the moon.
It is also the lamp on the other side of the mountain.
Only people can't see the stars in the sky
Hanging like a dream
You asked the night to come back.
That sentence-you still have to believe it.
Put it in the valley
Echo
Sorrow in August
The white ducks are swimming in the yellow pond.
Sorghum stems are too high,
How to insert this beating heart,
A narrow road in the field, this August sorrow?
The hill was washed away by rain last night.
Leave another shadow to shine on the sun;
The sheep followed the shepherd into the village.
There is a well in the shade of a big tree, which looks like a heart!
Nobody said anything in August,
Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.
But I looked at the fields, the melons on the earth walls,
I still don't understand what life has to do with dreams.
Memory 6 intermittent music, the most beautiful is gentle.
At night, with the stars in the day.
On the stalk of memory, who doesn't?
Two or three have a graceful demeanour, flowers are blooming.
The nameless unfolding
The fragrance of wild lotus,
Moonlight when each petal is still.
The wind blows on the lake, and my hair is messed up, or
The water is wrinkled like a tapestry of fish scales.
The vastness in all directions is like a dream
Rippling with the past wandering in the center
No trace, everyone.
Knowing that picture,
The reflection of the memory submerged underwater!