I want a dusk, full of wind and sunset.
If the wheat is just ripe, smoke will rise.
Bai Niao flew over the water and stopped on a reed.
Reed has just prepared a song.
Out of a tree, we will return to a tree.
Along the way, we packed up the rain, fruit trees and their inner flames.
The ship in the distance is approaching the shore.
I lit the fire at once, and the firewood was very fragrant.
The distant bell vaguely heard those gestures that warmed me.
Close to me
Just like the lotus returning to the branches.
So it's enough to make me love this broken and muddy world.
-"Enough" Yu Xiuhua
There is no wind, everything is silent.
People who travel in cold light.
The road behind him is a silver horse.
His inner hesitation is a shadow that cannot be illuminated in the darkness.
Yes, we are all loyal people of moonlight.
Shine with cold light
Infiltrated by silver sprinkled by moonlight.
We walk, live and multiply in the moonlight.
We are humble dust that is illuminated.
Not sad, not sad.
We are always used to being in such light.
Put the shadow of life
Move from the heart to the back
Moonlight-Wang Zhiguo
You can hold up an umbrella.
But can you hold up a wild mushroom?
You can light a lamp cage.
But can you light fireflies?
You can live in a skyscraper.
But can you live in the bird's nest?
You can go through an ancient forest.
But can you cross the tree rings?
You can have a thousand good dreams.
But can you be your own prince?
Here you can walk into inner peace.
You can walk into your fairy tale.
Quiet in the Deep Forest —— Gao Kai
There she is.
Stop and go
Clean feet
Covered with cool dew
She's a little blue.
Look at the house built of mud and grass.
Look at father
She parted her black hair with her hand.
A wild peach blossom leans silently.
Who is the other one for?
No one has ever asked.
Spring is the wind.
Autumn is the moon.
When I feel it,
She went to another place.
The fence after the rain is like a blue stream.
Girl-Haizi