Midnight, pearls are hung with longing for spring
Text/Li Yungang
When I was a child, I heard you crying at my window
Pearls, in a hurry
Knock on the window of my heart
All of them have fallen asleep
Sleep in the dark night sprinkled with pearls
A purple jasmine, rejoicing
Pick up pearls all over the floor and wear them into necklaces to hang on your chest
Dancing and blooming, she was like Monroe
Seductive charm
Night rain, tell your story
Tells of pearls that fill my window curtains
And wild grapes with hyacinth purple eye curtain
Bougainvillea, her purple-red lips flap
Kiss every pearl that falls, my heart
Merge with your heart in the cries of a rainy night
Rain flowers and pearls inlaid midnight
Let all the purple-red dreams bloom
A beautiful and feminine spring
Love and grace
（1）
In the setting sun, I stood
Holding flowers in your hand
In the light, you stand
Look into the sky
In the heartbeat, I stepped forward
Walk towards your skyline
In the spring of love, you reach out
Picked up my dreams
（2）
Heaven and earth are not the widest beings
It houses all things
I asked a wanderer in a hurry
He walked all his life, but he could not find it
The answer in mind
I asked an old monk who was about to die
He said, stop and close your eyes
Your heart can accommodate heaven and earth
It also allows for eternity, the present and eternity
About the Author:
Idle people, lazy people, wooden people. Yunnan Yuxi Chengjiang city people, decadent, lazy, simple people.
Favorite quote: Somehow, I saw the dead bird singing again.
Cognition of words: character is like a character, good text to make friends. Love poetry, prose, and occasionally publish humble articles, purely for self-amusement. Now living in Chengjiang, accompanied by Fuxian Lake, lonely and self-congratulatory.