Lock the eyebrows but lock the eyebrows.
Haze dancing, falling dancing, haze.
Sadness is always sad.
In this spring season.
Brew a wisp of thoughts like water
Sitting quietly in a remote corner
Seize the memory and drink alone ...
At a forty-five degree angle
Looking up at the Starry Sky
I don't know which one I am.
A picture drawn in a dream is both poetic and scenic.
Can it be embedded in the corridor of life?
An elf dancing in a dream
Can you dance in the air? Handsome and heroic.
Guqin flowing in the mountains and rivers in the dream
Can you play a melodious tune?
In the flickering candlelight
In the ticking of the clock
How many red, thin and green feelings have been condensed.
How much sadness has accumulated in the sunshine in spring?
Performed several solo dances without lyrics.
although
See the broken rainbow on the railing.
Sitting alone only makes me feel sad.
Put pen to paper and recite only fragments.
Still stubbornly lingering in the memory.
Refuse to leave for a moment
In the sadness scattered all over the sky
Unwilling to wake up
Deep in my memory, wheatgrass is gone.
Exile your heart in the boundless desert.
Feel the cold wind happily.
Until the heart gradually numb in the cold.
Exile the soul in the long night
Enjoy loneliness completely.
Until the soul gradually lost in pain
Is there a breeze?
Can you carry a reminder with you day and night?
Is there a bird?
Can sing lonely heart sounds?
passionately
Trying to control the swing
Finally, it's just the cold fog.
Avoid the noise of the world.
Sit in the corner
Meditate on that poem
Act alone against the wind
Can't stop dreaming.
Until autumn becomes dead leaves.
Until it turns into snow in winter.