Chapter 69 Spring Water 1-60

"Mother! Can you take a look at this fragmentary article? These words have been hidden in your heart before I was not there." ——Recorded "Stars" 120 Bing Xin November 21, 1922. spring water!It's been another year, and it's still blowing slightly like this. Can I take another picture? Chunshui thanked me gently and said: I have never left a shadow, not only for you. " The four seasons passed slowly——Bai Hua whispered to each other: "We are all just weaklings! Let's take turns to do it, let's take turns to drink from the emaciated cup, God arranged it like this!

young people!You can't fly like the wind, you should be still like a mountain.A feeble life like floating clouds is only a material for poets! Lu Di, take advantage of the wind and go to the south of the Yangtze River! A small river only passes through thousands of miles of flat sand - free and silent, it has no happy voice.A small river will go down in a tortuous way, only passing through high mountains and deep valleys—advanced, frustrated, and it has no happy voice. my friend!Thank you for answering my long-suffering question. In the smooth and tortuous current, the joy of youth is rippling in it!

poet!Don't be wronged, let it be natural, just describe it lightly! Helping him away step by step-how is it so far away? Moon! What made your dignity?In the far-reaching sky, only you are alone. If I can reach it, where is the end of your heart, maybe let me know? Far! Far! I am so small! Suddenly understanding is the middle of the night, the mood of the day! Do not invade this realm. The south wind blows, bringing the smile of spring from the country of water! The string is near, and the string is far away, will the fate of the ignorant follow? White lotus! But why not let the red lotus who is also in the water come to participate in the ceremony?

Nature called out, "Dip your nib in my sea! Human hearts are too dull. " in silence, Heart!For the universe, for all beings. The setting sun on the red wall withered grass!Come down quickly, Plum blossoms in the ice and snow! You have taken the lead.See the little flowers blooming everywhere with you. poet!The distress of all living beings requires you to comfort them. The hill is independent, Where can I irrigate the water that can only hold a pot of sympathy? She was originally a flower in the column! Pioneer!You want to open up a future for all living beings, so tighten your belt! Ordinary pool water - when it shines on the setting sun, it becomes a sea of ​​gold!

Kojima!Countless mountain peaks have sunk to the bottom of the sea. Blowing snowflakes—— I'm just a weakling!Let me bear the bright cross, I will abandon the dim stars in the sky of sex! It's windy! Ying'er has deceived all living beings. How has the moon ever been full or waning? Ordinary emerald West Lake, are you the little sister of the sea? The sky is high and the stars are setting. Night Breeze is in trouble with the sleeping man again! poet!Nature commands you, hear her call! The fishing boat has returned, Flowers in the corner!When you admire yourself alone, young people!Find sympathy from the white ground.

The tender green leaves are thicker in color. The "past" of the elderly is the same in meditation! Space!Uncover your star network, let me look up at your bright face. Autumn is deep! The leaves are wearing red clothes! The water flows eastward, poet, can your mood catch them? Twilight—the dense rain on the vines in the middle of the night, maybe allow me to suspend you?The sick brother just fell asleep! Little pine tree, let me accompany you, the clouds are deep on the mountain! The lone sail beside the sunset completes the picture of "nature". How did Chun ever speak? The world has been so gentle!

The flag is upright, Sometimes the mountains tilt, and sometimes the sea surges.The ambition of a mediocre man stands upright forever! not liberating behavior, People on the porch know that spring is coming from the breeze blowing on their faces. Yinger flew away freely, Human resentment is melted in the natural smile. Why write it? It is poetry! The sound of the rooster—has it ever been comforted by itself? In the slightly tired meditation—— the poetic feeling was blown away! Chun said to the youth from the slightly green grass: "My light is upon you, create your living personality from the dry and cold environment!"

May Fourth Where does the day grow? They were too sleepy to move. five five The lily of the field is your friend. five six In the wind—the Maker has blotted out his picture of twilight. five seven Little spider!Stop your work and just collect some dust! five eight Ice is as silent as a mountain, can poets control it like this? five nine Passengers called out: Be careful of the reefs in the fog. " The helmsman smiled peacefully and said, "I know the proper waterway, and that's enough!" Sixty Meteors are bright only in the human sky; they come from the darkness and fly to the darkness. Is life also so unclear?