1. What is Fengliu?

Fengliu, Fengliu, what is Fengliu?

The love in my heart is like the green willows in spring;

Merry, Merry, who doesn’t love Merry?

The fruits of my thinking are like pomegranates in mid-autumn.

I am a human being, with flesh and blood,

I have a heart that can be happy and sad;

I want human dignity, I want The beauty of my heart,

I don’t want to be like the ugly rats and dogs that steal!

I hope my career will eventually be successful.

I am young and energetic, roaring like the wind,

My passionate and surging life flows like water.

Feng Liu, how should I understand you?

Romantic, I swear to pursue you;

In the morning - I ask about the rising sun,

At night - I stare at the Beidou...

When I was daydreaming, I turned into a colorful butterfly:

"Oh, does romantic mean swimming in the spring light?"

In the haze, I turned into a bee :

"Oh, the wind seems to be running among the flowers."

My wandering thoughts merge into the sea,

The sea said: "The wind is on the waves. A white gull."

The wings of my fantasy flew to the bright moon,

The bright moon said: "Fengliu is like spending a pot of wine."

So, I had an interesting dream,

I dreamed of many friends in my life——

They all came to answer my questions,

arguing, Who was the most popular in the 1980s?

Ideals say: "Elegance and success go hand in hand."

Youth says: "Elegance and appearance are inseparable."

Friendship says: "Elegance is a joy. The stigma of the stamen. "

Love says: "The romance is the tender lotus root under the lotus."

Morality says: "The romance is the crop of my heart."

The Times said: "Fengliu is the golden autumn in my mind"...

Fengliu, Fengliu, please answer:

Is this understanding shallow?

Fengliu, Fengliu, please speak:

Do you have any unchanging standards for me to abide by?

2. Fengliu’s self-report

I am Fengliu, I am Fengliu,

I am the enemy of rigidity and the close friend of spring.

I am like a flower, blooming on the branches,

I am like a girl, with shy eyes;

I am like a stag, leaping across the stream. ,

I am like a lion, with its tail wagging and its mane shaking.

Sometimes, I am shadowless, like the gentle breeze;

Sometimes, I am tangible, like clear water;

Sometimes, I turn into a bride A section of red silk on my hair,

Sometimes, I become a piece of armor on a warrior's body;

Sometimes, I am a spark in my bright eyes,

Sometimes, I am a vortex of mead on my smile;

Sometimes, I am an iron horse blowing in the wind on the glacier,

Sometimes, I am so powerful that I swallow thousands of miles;

Most of the time I am not the ornaments and body,

I am the passionate pursuit of beauty in my heart!

As long as human beings live longer, I will live longer.

I have a longer history than Oracle.

I once questioned the sky with Qu Yuan,

I once observed the earth with Zhang Heng;

Zhang Qian traveled to the Western Regions, and I was in front of the saddle,

Jianzhen crossed the sea eastward, and I was behind the boat.

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A roar: "I will never stop until I sweep away the traitors and thieves!"

How many times have I accompanied people with lofty ideals to climb the stairs,

Singing loudly: "First of all, the world is under heaven" Worry and worry"...

The fertile Central Plains, the ancient China,

How many romantic figures have been immortal throughout the ages!

Flowers bloom in spring, leaves fall in autumn,

History is immortal, and new talents emerge——

Don’t you see: talented people have emerged from generation to generation. ?

Modern people are more romantic than their ancestors!

What about the three scents of autumn, what about risking your life to find a mate,

Such a romantic affair has become obsolete;

What about writing poems with red leaves, and what about burial flowers and soil? Qiu,

I have heard enough of such love legends for a long time.

In the 1980s, we needed a new singing voice.

Who would start singing new romantic songs?

From the small mouth of the winter jasmine to the trumpet of the locomotive,

The romantic march is playing in the sky!

3. Fengliu and I

During a turmoil, we drank the bitter wine we brewed.

Fengliu was also regarded as a poisonous snake and beast.

The land of my heart is full of stones,

The riverbed of my feelings is so thirsty that I feel uncomfortable.

For ten years, I have been trekking in the desert.

I long for an oasis with water and grass.

Faced with modern science, I looked at a loss,

like an ape who had just walked out of the forest.

The road of life, it is a pity that it cannot be repeated.

Youth is gone, only scars remain.

I used to be depressed, I used to be stubborn,

I thought I had “see through” everything in the world.

I once indulged in the temptation of vanity,

mistook following fashion for fashion——

Borrow me a tape recorder to relieve my worries,

Save your soul by playing a six-stringed harp.

A suit with a tie, trousers with bell-mouthed edges,

a close-fitting torn shirt with a collar and no sleeves;

Leather shoes can be used to take photos, and hair oiled,

Who knew that the toes of the socks under my feet were exposed.

Dance, I dance to my heart’s content,

I don’t hesitate to spin my head on the waxed floor;

I skate, I skate as I please,

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I hope you can forget your sorrow when you are relaxed and happy!

But days like this cannot last forever.

Yesterday’s fashion has fallen behind today;

The floor-sweeping bell-bottoms are no longer new.

I have heard enough of those sleep-inducing pop songs.

Romantic, you don’t often laugh in the streets,

Nor do you always linger at dance parties;

Dance music is an interlude of the song of life,

Without a complete piece of music, what’s the use of interludes?

Entertainment is an illustration on a page of the book of life.

Without a masterpiece, how can we attach illustrations?

This world of mortals, who can see through it?

Seeing through is just an excuse to be pessimistic and give up;

Who can guess the future?

Guessing is just a reason for arrogance.

What is the real romance?

I frowned again in thought...

4. The real romance

This is called romance, this is called romance,

Dare to fight to the death against cruel fate!

This is called wind and flow, this is called wind and flow,

Ride the boat of the times on the long river of history!

Expose the conspiracy of the God Maker at gunpoint,

Sprinkle a cup of hot blood on the barren hills;

Sacrifice the good Prime Minister under the stick Heroic Spirit,

Let countless white flowers bloom on your chest!

Invite the motherland to the podium of the world sports arena,

Let her listen to the playing of the national anthem;

Put the red flag at the top of Everest. Gaofeng,

Let her touch Lan Tian’s forehead!

Please fight at a mine-covered mountain pass: "Let me go first",

When retreating after completing the mission, shout: "I will break the rear"!

I will test-fly the new fighter aircraft whose performance is not yet stable.

I will study the nuclear test site where the smoke has not yet cleared.

Like Lei Feng who loves ordinary jobs,

No matter where he goes, he is always a locomotive;

Like Jiao Yulu, who cares about the firewood, rice, salt and oil of the victims,

Even if you die, your magnanimity will remain forever!

Counting the famous figures, look at the present,

Today is the battle to realize the ideal -

A fierce battle in front of the furnace, brewing a furnace of red wine,

Lifting the golden cup in the distance, wishing the birthday of the motherland;

Speeding on the sea, shaking a piece of white silk,

Sending Hada to the four seas and five continents.

Took the Ph.D. exam in West Germany, and answered fluently,

A green leaf stretched out, heralding the golden autumn;

Going to the United States to travel and give lectures, discuss research,

A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall, and the whole garden is in full swing...

The competing fragrances are the beauty of flowers,

The proud snow and frost are the beauty of pine trees;

The wind flow of Beidou indicates the direction,

The wind flow of the satellite circles the earth.

We are human beings, and we appreciate the beauty of heaven and earth.

Our romance seems to last forever;

We work in all walks of life,

We all have the same pursuit of romance:

"One mouth clear" is the romance of the directory operator;

"One cut" is the romance of the butcher shop salesperson;

The "Magic Swordsman" is the romantic charm of the female pedicurist,

The "Beautiful Spring Man" is the romantic charm of the cleaning team...

We want to make Clothing and soul are equally beautiful,

We should be equally rich in material and spirit!

Extract joy from labor as reward,

Take victory from struggle as enjoyment.

Oh, every unexplained phenomenon,

may be the entrance to an emerging discipline;

Every achievement is made through sweat,

Every question mark may lead to a winding path!

Labor, creation, progress - endless!

Love truth, love goodness, and love beauty—to the letter!

This is true romance, this is true romance,

Hold the colored pen of the times tightly in your hand.

Draw a map of the four modernizations, build a building of happiness,

Spread brocade on 9.6 million square kilometers of land!

Let the people say: they have suffered setbacks and struggles,

But they have shouldered the mission of the times;

Let history say: they are good at Thinking and daring to fight,

It is worthy of being a heroic generation of the Chinese nation...

The street market in the sky

The / street lights / are clear in the distance,

It seems like / shining / countless / stars.

The stars/stars/in the sky appeared,

It seemed like/lit/countless/street lamps.

I think there must be a /beautiful / market in the / misty / sky.

Some of the items on display in the market must be rare in the world.

Look, / that shallow / Tianhe,

must be / not very / broad.

The Cowherd/Weaver Girl across the river,

will definitely be able to ride the cow to and fro.

I think/they/at this moment,

must be wandering around in Tianjie.

If you don’t believe it, please look at the shooting star.

It’s them walking holding lanterns.

Quiet night

The moonlight is faint,

shrouding the pine forest outside the village.

White clouds/clumps,

a few scattered stars leaked out.

Tianhe/where?

The distant / sea fog / blur.

Afraid there will be a shark on the shore,

To the moon / Liuzhu?

Farewell Cambridge

Gently I left,

Just as I came gently;

I waved gently ,

Farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willow by the river

is the bride in the setting sun

The beautiful shadow in the ripples of light,

waves in my heart.

The green banana plant on the soft mud,

swaying oilily under the water;

In the soft waves of the Cam River,

I am willing to be a waterweed

That pool under the elm shade,

is not a clear spring, but a rainbow from the sky

crushed among the floating algae,

Precipitated rainbow-like dreams.

Looking for a dream? Take a long pole,

Walk back to where the grass is greener,

Load a boatload of starlight,

Sing songs in the colorful starlight

But I can’t sing,

Quietness is the shengxiao of parting;

The summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is tonight’s Cambridge!

Quietly I left,

Just as quietly I came;

I waved my sleeves,

I won’t take you away A cloud.