1, a "bubble" from Gu Cheng
Two free blisters.
Rise from the depths of the ocean of dreams.
It's foggy with silver.
Scattered with the wind.
I am like a child.
Catch you and get blurred.
Blowing bubbles in vain.
Back to the real world.
2. Li Kunchun's pond
The grass pond is green.
Tadpole, Mo Jingjing.
Bay by bay, piece by piece, in groups.
Twist and swing.
In the spring.
More like a cheerful voice banging on the staff.
Take off your tail and put on a green skirt.
Stay until tomorrow.
Deep in the fragrance of rice, frogs croak for miles.
3. Li Shutong's Farewell
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered.
Life is once in a blue moon, only parting.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
When will you return this? Don't hesitate to come.
The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered.
A pot of turbid wine will make you happy, so don't go to Meng Han tonight.
4. "In front of the door" from Gu Cheng
How I wish there was a doorway where the sun could shine on the grass in the morning.
We stood and held our door. The door is low, but the sun is shining.
The grass is sowing and the wind is waving its leaves. We just stood and said nothing, and everything was fine.
If there is a door, you don't have to open it. It's ours and it's very beautiful.
Sooner or later, we will wander, and we will give him the harp.
We will not leave, we need land, we need land that will never be destroyed,
We will ride it for the rest of our lives.
This land is rugged and sometimes narrow, but it has a history.
There is sky, moon, dew and morning.
We love the land. We stand and dig it with wooden shoes.
The door is hot, too. We lean against it gently, which is very nice.
The grass behind the wall can no longer grow. It just touches the sun with its fingertips.
5, the moon
The moon in the sky is round and shining like a jade plate in the sea.
A group of fish swam over and the jade plate broke into two or three pieces.
The fish ran away in fear until they reached the rock.
Looking back, the moon is still round.