I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying under the water:

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

I would like to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to the greener grass,

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

I still like the song "Error" best.

I walked through Jiangnan.

The face in the season is like a lotus flower.

If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Like a bluestone street facing the night.

Without a sound, the spring curtain in March can't be lifted.

Your heart is a small closed window.

My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.

I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...

Hope to adopt