Text/Mi Renchang
Acacia birds use the language of music
The first time I conceived that picture
Open the sideburns grinding, sewing and curling affectionately
Exquisitely carved jade ten thousand times, meet
Look for the smile of the jewel in the Garden of Eden
My love is a small boat that sets sail
Eros gave me a compass, a bearing
When the sunset rises
There is a pier in the four memories to meet and set sail
In the wordless there was a ship of wind that came to anchor on time
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——To Ya Ling
Text/Qin Benyun
In the darkroom, there is your life and mine
Experienced the first exposure of holiness
Gaze into the developer fluid, gradually clear qian
All the flickering days have since been frozen
Frozen into a goose yellow, a tender green
A bright rose red color
From unreal to reality
From the moment to the eternal
Life, only this exposure is enough
In the developer, there is a wedding portrait of you and me
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Text/Wang Yizhen
I am a canola flower
Open faintly in the mountains
The March wind never comes from nowhere
Blowing around me
Wind, wind
I don't know you
Please don't be affectionate with me
The golden bee came from nowhere
Singing next to me
Little bees, little peaks
Please don't be so flirtatious with me
I am a lemon yellow incense lamp
The bridge please let me quietly light up
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Text/Pan Anfang
Frightened fawns
From the clear lake
flit
The setting sun will be humiliating
Hide deep in your hair
An immature fruit
droop
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Text/Ocean
I lost my feelings
Lost in your eyes
You said you didn't pick it up
Later I found it
In your incomprehensible verses
Is it the Red Lady you sent?
Send a gift to my thoughts