Rainway ---- Dai Wangshu; support the oil paper umbrella, alone in the long, long and lonely rain, I hope that the girl who embarrassment is the same as a lilac. She has the same color like a lilac, the same fragrance, the same sorrow, and grievances in the rain, grievances. She is in a lonely rain, supporting the oil paper umbrella, like me, like me, silently, indifference, clear, and 惆怅. She is quietly approaching, she is close, and she is looking for a general vision, she floating like a dream, like a dream of dreams. Like a lilac, I faded by this girl next to me; she is far away, far away, to the delay of the fence, exhausted this rain. In the raining, I have done her color, scattered her fragrance, dissipated, she is silently approaching, and I vote for a general vision, she floated like a dream, like a dream confused. Like a lilac, I faded by this girl next to me; she is far away, far, arrived at the embarrassing fence and even her vision, cloves. Support the oil paper umbrella, alone in a long, long and lonely rain, I hope to float a girl who embarrassing the same grievance. Girls Author: Hazel came off her foot came clean cool dew covered melancholy looked at her with mud and straw houses built father looked at her hair with both hands apart a wild peach Xiecha silent but I have never asked the spring. The wind is the moon. When I feel, she has went to another place where the fence after the rain is like a blue creek again. Don't be Kong Bridge. - Xu Zhimo Gently I left. As I will come gently; I gently waive, don't make a good cloud. The Jinliu on the river is the Yan Ying, the bridal wave in the sunset, in my heart. The green mud on the soft mud, oil oil in the waterstock; in the soft wave of the Kang River, I will be a pool of water in the shade of water and grass, not Qingquan, it is the sky, the sky is smashed in the liplide, precipitated the rainbow A dream. Dream? Support a long-awaited, more green to the grass, full of a boat, sing songs in the stars, but I can't sing, quietly 笙 笙; the summer worm is also silent for me, silence is tonight Kangqiao! I quietly left, as I came quietly; I waved a sleeve, didn't take a cloud.
I don't know where the wind is blowing by the author - Xu Zhimo I don't know which direction is blowing in the direction - I am in my dreams, the dream of the dream. I don't know where the wind blows in the direction - I am in my dreams, her warmth, my confusion. I don't know where the wind is blowing - I am in my dreams, sweet is the glory in the dream. I don't know where the wind blows in the direction - I am in my dreams, her heart, my sadness. I don't know where the wind is blowing in the direction - I am in my dreams, my dream is sad! I do not know in which direction the wind is blowing - I was in a dream, dim facing the sea is glorious dream, spring Author: Hai Zi "From tomorrow, be a happy person Grooming, chopping, and traveling From the tomorrow, I have a house to care for food and vegetables. I have a big sea, spring blossoms from tomorrow, and every loved ones tell them my happiness. The happy lightning tells me that I will tell everyone. One river is a warm name stranger, I also wish you a bright future, you have a lover, you will be happy, you will be happy in the world, I will also face the sea, spring blossom blossom Casual Xu Zhimo I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projection in your wave heart -} You don't have to be surprised, do not have to be happy - eliminate the trace at the moment. You meet in the night of the night, you have you I have me, the direction you remember, it is best to forget, the shining is the bright! [Answer] North Island despicable is the permanent pass, noble is the epitaph of noble people, see, In the gold-plated sky, the reflection of the bending of the deceased. The glacier is over, why is it ice? It is found, why do you come to the world? I came to this world, only with paper, rope and Mage, in order to read the sound of the judgment before the trial. Tell you, I don't - phase - letter! Even if you have a thousand challengers under your feet, then calculate me as the first thousand zero One. I don't believe that the sky is blue, I don't believe in the echo of Lei, I don't believe that the dream is fake, I don't believe that there is no report. If the ocean is destined to decide, let all the bitter water injection into my heart, If the land is destined to rise, it will let the human beings reselect the peak of survival. The new turn and shiny star are being caught in the sky that does not cover up. That is a five thousand years of pictograms, that is the future of people staring. [Township 】 Yu Guang Zhong Xiao (Township is a small stamp, I am in this mother's long-lasting hometown is a narrow ticket, I am in this bride, my homesick is a short grave. I am outside the mother, now the hometown is a bay, a shallow strait I am in this mainland.
