1. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years. Praying for Buddha made us have a dusty relationship, so the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside you must pass. In the sun, the flowers are blooming carefully, which is the hope of my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. And when you finally walk past and fall behind you, my friend, that's not a petal-that's my withered heart.

2. Beautiful dreams are like beautiful poems.

Both, but not desirable.

It often appears at the most unexpected moment.

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smiling face is shallow.

Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I looked at it again and again, with tears in my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

4. Homesickness

The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.

It always rings with the moon at night.

The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.

Like waves in the fog

After parting

Homesickness is a tree without rings.

Never grow old.

These are still quite classic.