You left.
At midnight, don't disturb the flowers and plants, and don't disturb the snoring of the world.
Even tiny dust, gently avoid it.
Except the silent stars and the guiding moon.
The rest is the spring tide in Daming Lake Garden.
The wind that has been floating on it for many years turns yellow in an instant.
Sir, as a pure poet in New China.
Your poem is a flag floating on your chest: hot and flashing.
Red scarf, group emblem, school emblem
You said, "There is no mountain higher than man, and there is no road longer than man."
So, people who have followed you to distant places these years.
Are experiencing difficulties and hardships.
From the beginning of spring, watch the clouds and love life.
Sir, you have to leave now.
We must admit that life is short.
Life is the flight of the body.
Death is the hometown of spirit.
If love and warmth are also the most beautiful chapters in your poetry.
So, this April day on earth
You quietly pursue a flower without disturbing the sound of its opening or fading.
It must be Bai Lian who has been wandering in his hometown for many years.
Her name is Lin.
I know, sir.
This is a beautiful, warm and romantic past life agreement.
Don't meet in this life, meet in the afterlife.
You are fellow villagers and friends of poetry. You were born in the same month and went in the same month.
Have your own most beautiful, first and last spring.
Therefore, we don't need to be sad, and we don't need to be overly sad.
As a poet who understands and respects life.
Tonight, I must bless you.
On the way in spring, stars illuminate the moon to lead the way.
Remember to pick more flowers.
At dawn, friends in heaven will smile and say good morning to you.
20 15.4.27 Hangzhou