1, five In the snow
On the fault in May, time slowed down.
Time has turned into snow.
It's overwhelming A crumpled silver package
As white as the wings of an angel.
Kissing Apollo's wind, ambiguous
Touch every inch of this country's skin
The lake is full of scale waves and jumps.
The whiteness of the crescent moon is shining.
Iris climbed up the slope gradually.
Looking into the distance, it is white.
I seem to have seen it before.
Gentle and quiet
Larks sing legends.
A melody circulated in legend
Unprinted chapters in poetry.
Building Four Seasons Ice and Snow Storage Room in the Morning Light
Pak Lei blossoms, white pear flower falls.
Flowing pearls
Like the eyes of love.
The road is weathered.
Climb the plateau full of snow and the moon.
Those flexible stories
Turn into the sound of snowball keys.
Generous and elegant
Time flies, and May has passed.
White gauze left by time
Has been dyed by the stars and the moon.
The sky disappeared.
There is a continuous message.
Look into the distance for a long time.
This legend is circulated in the legend of low resentment.
2. "I love the snow in Saibei"
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
Your dance is so light.
Your heart is so pure
You are Chunyu's sister.
You are the messenger sent by spring.
Messenger of spring
I like the snow in Saibei.
flying all over the sky
You use a white jade-like body
Dress up the silver world
You put your life into the earth.
Moisten the green flowers. Wheat seedlings welcome spring.
Ah ... I love you.
Ah ... snow in Saibei, snow in Saibei.
3. Snow Song
Wash the memory white and shiny.
But anyway,
Cann't get rid of it
A mark that goes deep into the bone marrow
The snow is depressing.
Like a flower.
Lose weight overnight
Countless beautiful temptations
With Leng Xiang swaying.
Scattered eyebrows
Understand; Understanding
Singing of snow
The sadness of six petals
Jump on the ice
all
It seems that
Only at certain moments.
Moved by you
4. Look at the snow (three poems)
( 1)
The snow on Mount Fuji is about to melt,
This is a hot wind blowing from the Mediterranean.
With the whistle of the tanker,
Anchored in the Straits of Malacca.
Light a cigar,
Have a mocha,
The island will unveil its veil.
It was last night that I picked up the falling cherry blossoms.
Ice and snow are like a gentleman's white horse.
Those lovers,
Like Adam and Eve in the Bible,
Staring at the gold in Santa Lucia's little hand watch.
Pocket watches can't answer,
Just watch Haiyan grab fish and shrimp.
"Didn't we agree to see the snow together?"