Fly towards the clouds breaking the sky
(Outer one)
Yufu
Rain like a second, falling on the leaves
Tick, measure my stormy time
The cicadas have been silenced
Happy, go with the wind
Sniff the scent of books sent yesterday
There you are, light and shadow
Illusory poetry, the power of the silence of the ice peak
Melting snow jubilantly filled the river valley
Irrigate seedlings between distant fields
Qingshi's blood gives the mountain soul and guards his hometown
Bees fly butterflies dance with laughter in the depths of a hundred flowers
The forest grows with you for generations
O soldier, transform into an immortal boundary monument
Never retire from the post of defending the country
Birds out of the water flapp their wings
Fly towards the height of the clouds breaking the sky
Bamboo, idle chess, tapping
Still a game of attack and defense
The caramel-scented wind blows
The wind is clear and contains sunshine
Taste of sun-dried caramel
Fresh maple leaves washed clean by night rain
Dance gently a few times
I saw ripples of the wind in my heart
Flowers that ripple towards the shore of the lake
Wayward birds, bugs in the forest
Thick, honest crawling
I just had dirt and mossy ankles
The rustic sound of springs came from the other side of the rock wall
The green grass is like the strings of a dream
An imperceptible chapter
Squirrels are spiritual and do not enter the emerald color
Also took away the innocence and liveliness
O weeds, grow wildly after whoever leaves
And my path only undulates ahead
(The author is a member of Chongqing Writers Association)
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