Chapter 5 Gobi Jiangnan
Gobi
Yu Gobi is a vast, profound, quiet, and far-reaching company. "The wind is full of rocks ".
My dream originated from the world. When I entered the early summer, my heart went all the way so close to Gobi for the first time!
In the summer air, the passion in the music silk road has become history.
The blue sky, the hot gravel, the lush camels with a temptation to call me forward.
Standing on the top of the slope, let the wind blow my face like a knife, let your eyes go through the ups and downs of the Yadan area, watching the high and low people or standing, or squatting, or rest.
In my grief, I suddenly looked back, or deep or shallow footprints, filled with tears of my thoughts day and night!
The blue light of the mountains stands on the Gobi, as if close at hand, and as far as a thousand miles away, the heart is relaxed, the Gobi mountains support, the mountains love the Gobi, the sky is wide. The sunset is like blood, which gives birth to the green life.
I am far away from my hometown thousands of miles away.
Jiangnan District
In the south of the Yangtze River, it is a smoke, rain, and floor ".
Jiangnan is a thick and light ink roll.
"One night's spring breeze is coming, and thousands of trees are blooming." In the spring of March, the grass in the south of the Yangtze river grows, the peanuts are everywhere. "It is the elegant and elegant scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. "Freely flying flowers light like a dream, boundless rain like sorrow" is the dream and sorrow of Jiangnan.
In the south of the Yangtze River, you can find a green area in the spring day to release the light spirit of the paper. Or you can add poems to Yang liuyi Li's changting and pin it to your sweetheart.
In the dark night of the sound and sound, you can see the yarn of the "Smoke cage, cold water, and moon Cage?
There may be a jade man on the evening of the 24th bridge. The scallions refer to the gentle twining on the bamboo, and it is like a dream that spans thousands of years.
The twists and turns of the Rain Lane, drifting with a small cylinder, in a hurry, flowing away from the distant miss and an everlasting theme. And you standing on the bridge, standing in front of the window, he sees the scenery, melted into honey in his heart.
Song Lin Junjie interpreted the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River as the gentleness of love, hate, and hate.
Jiangnan
(Singing by Lin Junjie)
The wind is stuck here
Stick to passers' Thoughts
It's raining here, it's a line
Keep us around the world
You are here
The fate is written on sanshenshi.
Love is one thousandth sweet
I would rather be buried on this day
Circle
Every year, every day
Look at your face
Gentle
Gentle face
We don't know how to love, hate, or dislike us.
They all think that loving each other is like changing the world.
Believe in love forever
Frozen the time at this moment
We don't know how to behave gentle.
I thought the martyrdom was just an old rumor.
How painful are you going to be?
The dream was buried in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Heartbroken