Dream (two other songs)
Poetry and Dreams (two other poems)
"Dream"
Bloom in my dream to the most splendid
season, you are here
So my dreams withered
Withered in your still sad face
I remember that shocking moment
Countless summer flowers bloom before your eyes
So, in my eyes
Buried your graceful phantom
I have your burning flame in my heart
In that dark night of stagnant despair
In that noisy impetuous day
your sad smile
Penetrating my chest again and again
your clear voice
Echoes in my dreams for a long time
How many long winters and no summer days have passed
Devoured by the blizzard
In the lash of cold and loneliness
I thought I was dead
I thought you would never show up again
In a distant world that has lost your news
My soul is wandering alone like that
Wandering in the night, drifting in the cracks of day
Hovering in the shadow cast by death
I woke up from my dream, your face
once again projected in my chaotic pupils
The petals of dreams begin to set off
Withered in your still sad face
Withered in my still warm phantom
"Jiangnan"
Draw your sword, draw your sword
Jiangnan
How I want to see you
The still sharp sword pierces me
A chest that has been lonely for a hundred years
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Where is the hero? What is the hero?
Where have you gone?
He's gone, never again
turn around
But who can, in Liuguang
Keep your blushing face in the fleeting time
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How can there be a stainless sword?
that in the years
With an old face, have you ever
Saw a hero
I saw the cruel years
White snow under the temples
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Boy, are you again
lost in willow bank
Those who sleep peacefully in the songs of warblers
Have you ever heard that distant
Eagle's call
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Jiangnan
Why didn't you forget me
In your original beautiful days
The most enchanting butterfly
Also stay in your skirt
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I'm drunk, drunk at the sunset
Drunk on you
In lingering longing
Long sword, come on
Jiangnan, come on
Look at that arrogant young man once
The heart burned by flames
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and
The one who lives forever in fire
But you, Jiangnan
My eternal Jiangnan
"The Traces of Youth - Written in the Summer of 18"
The text here belongs to this summer
This summer will never pass away in life
I dedicate her to
This time flows between my fingers
These years are passing through the paper
----Inscription
Flowers of memory
Finally this summer
precipitation
after experiencing a brief
After dancing
falling pain
just like once
those who have appeared in life
But it’s like someone who has disappeared long ago
between my fingers
The aching fingertips
die in a
desperate night
time, memory
They are all moving away from me
but me
After all, I still have to
empty handed
I want to turn into a blue melancholy
I want to turn into a bright sadness
March flowers
never come back
like
The boy under the cherry blossom tree
a faint smile
bright eyes
A gust of wind blows
It's cherry blossoms
The sound of falling to the ground
fell on his long eyelashes
Falling in that sad memory
my sweetheart
The north-facing attic
Wait for me every night
fine dust
under the sun
falling rhythmically
secretly fall in love with you
looking at you secretly
I thought everything was just that simple
but
that's an abyss
An abyss of no return
Again in the cracks of time
The moment you look back
That romantic waiting
The bitter love of lonely lovesickness
my heart
The smile is in the corners of your moist eyes
The endless autumn water
That lingering dream
my sweetheart
On that night when the nightingale is tired
just me
Still on the branches
Singing that tears apart the class
I want to leave this city
I live this
5 years
But still a strange city
escape
With youthful weariness
With shattered dreams
midnight street
we are still singing
That eternal dream
The crest of time
mottled scars
huge golden crow
Carrying the sun
Flying from the place where hibiscus flowers bloom
ice blue sea
scratched
Thousands of years of waiting
The reincarnation of seven lives
Just for that moment of flame
Across the distant horizon
will never come back
lost memory
Lost like a flower in you
blooming on the face
lonely island
Isolated divine realm
I live on your island
Still in myself
blue nest
I will leave eventually
On the night when angels cry
I saw the goshawk hovering
Saw the snow lotus on the iceberg
I laughed
at heaven's gate
making a sincere sound
Honey
shed a tear
Just one drop
I can return
That white heaven
I know some things can never be saved
I try to use words to suture the wound
But they are already in pieces
Those scattered fragments are like that
Suspended and struggling in the sunshine of memory
I know
Time will eventually change everything
Whether it's commitment, love, friendship
Or something else
I have to admit the cruelty of time
But I also want to thank it
to our resilience
A test of our souls
it cost us a lot
It also taught us a lot
my summer
this
Give me eternal pain
Summer in exchange
Such an appearance
I watched this flow at a loss.
The years passed like this
Hands are still empty
my past my future
I have no idea
Do you really have no future?
Zhang Ailing said
Her love wife is on the back of the paper
And mine
Where should I ride my youth?
no one came to tell me
no one comes to join me
come to mourn
That day of death
in such a city
I always don't know what to say
I want to tear off my numb mask
but
It's seeped deep into my bones
I think I can remain reserved forever
all the time
so
I can disguise myself better
cover
Past love, friendship, wounds, glitz, despair
i lost too much
I always stretch out my hands
But except for the empty fingertips
i have nothing
Those watery years
I have no idea
Where does its soul come from?
I'm sad for it
pain for it
pity it
But there is always too much helplessness
I have to admit the cruelty of time
I want to wash away the scars with tears
But I don’t know when
I have no tears anymore
I don’t know who said a word
We are all children without a future
18 years old
we are still children
but
It’s also the age when there is pain in the bones
We play these two roles
Because of our confusion
we just lost our way
We are only
Don't want to cry
make excuses for yourself
Time will eventually erase everything
Faith, love, friendship, loneliness, loneliness,
everything we deal with
i like to be alone
Listen to the howling wind
Thinking of Anne's displacement
Su Tong's escape
The decline of prosperity
the turmoil of the seasons
Luoxue's helplessness
lonely struggle
struggle
Flow among the palm lines of fate
cry
In a lonely dark corner
wait
In the slit of thousands of years
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