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Anonymous users2024-02-08The Song of Snow (imitation: Song of the Rain).
Is it the pine and cypress that ushered in the white flowers, or the flowers that decorate the withered pine vines? I am a brilliant flower, and the wind dances tirelessly with my lightness. So, the kapok fairy quietly opened the boudoir door, and filled my sharp breath with this trace of freshness, and sprinkled the flower seeds of beauty and kindness, purity and truth into the rainbow-clear winter day.
And the clear wind, through my heart.
I am a flock of white elves, fluttering down from the clouds that still have their warmth and brightness, and so that the withered yellow branches have an elegant and noble silver.
I danced quietly, but the wind was howling. So, I danced wildly, and the grass hung its head and dug its soft body into the earth desperately. Finally, I tried my best to cleanse the world, so that the flowers and trees could enjoy the fluttering snowflake bath.
I melted my body into their hearts, rippling ripple-like microwaves, cooling the cold and loneliness of winter.
I knock on the winter tranquility, drifting down on the tree-lined paths of the birch forest, whispering and moaning under the gentle gaze of the heavenly firmament.
I sketched the edge of winter with a calm white, covered the dark outline of the lonely nóng, sucked the turbid air all over my body, and drifted away ......with the wind
At this time, I took your hand and looked at each other for a long time, I would fall on your shoulder and chuckle, whisper in your ear, I would merge into your heart, I would become a part of your blood, and then, you in the snow also turned into a scenery in the snow from the outer road.
In the falling flowers everywhere, I will sprinkle the faint fragrance of flowers into the wind, take it farther, and cleanse the sadness that holds the heartstrings in the silence and distance of the falling flowers and snow......
I am the spirit of the sky, the dancing velvet, the heart of winter. It's as dazzling as life. Its fall is so beautiful that it is so perfect that it leaves no room for any pessimism......
Song of the Wind I am a piece of light veil as thin as a cicada's wings, God spread me out to the earth, so the seasons took me to make new clothes for nature.
I was a stream of ideas that flowed out of Athena's hands, and people took me away and added vitality to the world.
I rejoice, people feel comfortable; I roared, people were terrified, people panicked and overwhelmed.
Dandelion and the earth are a pair of lovers, and I am the carrier pigeon that transmits love between them: this one is so hot in his heart that I will deal with it; The one was flustered, and I went to comfort him.
My roar is a precursor to the coming storm; The stillness of the tree is a symbol of my departure. This is the case with the world: born in all things and departed in silence.
I flew over the grassland, and the thousands, boundless grasses bowed to me. As soon as I saw something unjust, I immediately roared and punished those who were restless and kept to themselves, and caused them to plead against me.
In the tranquility, I caressed the wounded hearts with my gentle hands and comforted them.
I am the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of all things, and the masterpiece of nature. This is so similar to love: it is the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of all things, and the masterpiece of nature.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Song of the Clouds" I am the daughter of the ocean and the earth, the mother of the earth married me to the blue sky, and the drops of crystal water are the dowry given to me by the father of the ocean
In the morning, I melted into a veil-like mist, and sent shining dew to Mother Earth, washing away the dirt from her green hair; At night, I naughtily turned into cool dew to wipe the dust off my skin for my mother who was tired all day In the warm spring, I am my mother's air freshener; In the scorching summer, I helped my father send the rain to my mother and all her children. When the autumn is high and cool, the most is when I am amorous, I snuggle closely with the blue sky, and the sky is high and the clouds are the best interpretation of our love; In winter, I am a beautiful catkins, drunk from the air, affectionately pounced on the warm arms of my parents, in the melting hope that after the winter, I can transform into a more pure and flawless beauty in the spring again
Life is not like this, there are four seasons, and the world is impermanent, spring rain and autumn frost, summer rain and winter snow, are my splendid dancing, beautiful singing This is my life, I am willing to reincarnate again and again for everything I love, in the reincarnation I will get eternal life!
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