Chapter 1 Chapter 1: Echo Dwelling with Eyes Closed
I always love to think beautifully
The name of the color is Tian Green
Maybe it's a little rose by the bamboo fence
A little sea monster on the beach in summer
Or a small quilt in a warm house?
In short, it is a tranquil green
like a dewy fresh morning
The rippling water in my eyes
winter time
I'm a doll living in a tiny room
Sticking to the white romantic snow window
I think of my little Tianlu again
maybe it used to snuggle up to the window with me
that intimate snowman
Accompany me to make a wish on the birthday cake dancing by candlelight
Waiting for the warm spring flowers to take away the laziness of hibernation
My snowman turned into a pool of green spring water
Flowing water towards the bamboo fence
Pretend to be a green bottle and stay beside Xiao Qiangwei
Hush - quiet, it wants to contain the whispers of flowers
The water flows toward the summer beach
Pretending to be a green crab, pulling the cape of a little sea monster
Hush - secretly, it wants to find a cute embrace to settle down
The running water is towards the warm house
Pretending to be a piece of green moonlight, shining on the nest of the small quilt
Shh - lightly, it wants to kiss the green child under the blanket
In the end it moved towards the stack of papers by the bedside
become a green rain
Plain white paper has turned into a lush pasture
Dili Dili is full of small bamboo shoots
reciting the poem
turn out to be
my little green
Became the bamboo shoots that hide the dream of bamboo
far away
The sky seems to have fallen wishes
Far away from me in the south
I can't care less about making a white wish
just remember to hold on tight
holding a cup of sunshine
There is a refreshing white petal fragrance inside
Turned a page of sad fairy tale
Cangcang poetry, melancholy story
far away, out of reach
I can only pick a small teardrop
Subsidized glass windows, when thousands of lights are on
There is a crystal eye
Gazing at this beautiful and sad world
that big bright star
Hanging high in the night where the stars hold the moon
Far away, always said to give to the best child
But ordinary children are in the wilderness
pick up a little gray star
String a necklace around your neck
Even if it can't shine in the night sky
and keep a little light on her chest
On the big tree of red tomatoes, the clouds float
Under the big tree of red tomatoes, the skirt shakes
Bamboo shoots in light green skirt picking tomatoes
Little thoughts with a skirt
Picking tomatoes from the wheat in the dark green skirt
little deep thinking with a basket
Beans in Sky Blue Skirt Pick Tomatoes
Sissy - grinning silly
Guess and guess about bamboo shoots
The fruit of the sea blue skirt is not picked
Tsk tsk - blowing cotton
Tease to Maizi's little thoughts
red tomato tree
A big tree house, colorful clouds floating
Quiet, live the old king
Under the big tree of red tomatoes
Four little girls, skirts shake
Twittering, Guodou, bamboo shoots and wheat smiling
The old king who was happy in autumn also came under the tree
in this garden
little spring breeze
blowing a slice
lavender day
at night
sky will pop up
so much
dilly dilly candle
Is it the flying shadow of the white parrot forest?
That fine purple light
Always bravely warm the road in winter
in this garden
Little Green Fragrance
smoked
lavender day
this is a slice
Viola sky
The water is as lively as a spring stream
And clear ripples
Reflecting a long back
but no one knows
He is whispering to Hua'er
Only those children holding candied haws
Only then can I hear such an ageless song
White envelope to winter home
blue envelope to summer home
A story run, run across the north wind
Spread out a ball of soft white cotton
Warm Mumu's winter bamboo shoots
A poem runs, races against the scorching sun
Open a bright blue umbrella
Give coolness to pretty Fuqu
White envelope leading to winter bamboo shoots
The blue envelope hangs to the summer flowers
A gust of north wind blows and blows, blowing away the leaves
The white envelope that can't scratch the bamboo shoots
A round of scorching sun shines, faints Cao'er
I can't even take down Fu Que's blue envelope
White envelope to winter home
blue envelope to summer home
Dili dili, two larks
Shout out the small name of spring on the other side
I look up
The sharp bud in my heart
I also raised my thin feet all of a sudden
In this way, I kissed the lovely sunshine
And the princess is in the palace on the other side
Elegant dance with lyre spinning
I open my eyes wide
that pink dress
Also all of a sudden swing the curly folds
In this way, the dear child
And the princess is in the palace on the other side
Deduce the noble dress in front of the full-length mirror
A canary flew under the kapok tree, chirping:
"She's nothing but a henna seed!"
"She's nothing but a bunch of nail flowers!"
But I say, the princess in the palace
She dances, but she can't move her dewdrop heart
She wears colorful clothes, but not clamorous joy
Unlike me, living under the simple kapok tree
How wonderful!
Be a little henna princess
To make the little story beautiful and high above
furry little spring
Man Xiang Xiang, a room
The smell of grass is coming towards the window
Dandelion blooming towards the door
The rabbit hides aside, looking around
The girl went out the door, it also jumped out the window
Sunday, little runaway
Rabbit walking alone
a sun kiss
On the path, two large carrots
Rabbit looking up at the sky alone
look at a white cloud
On the path, two big cotton flowers
Rabbit jumps long jump alone
Walking on a bicycle, all of a sudden——
smell the grass ahead
dandelion
A rabbit behind the car, a girl in front of the car
Spring is also walking on the path
On Sunday, let's go spring together
Sitting in front of the door, staring blankly
sitting in front of the door
Bear in the Green Tree House
Look stupidly, look stupidly
Happiness sachet hanging on the cloud
Is it a gift from the blue bird?
too late to see, maybe
It loves just a bunch of lucky people
Broken leaf flowers blooming all over the jungle
Is it the starlight of fireflies?
too late to see, maybe
What it looks at is a colorful castle
skirt girl strolling the path
Is it the pale peach shell skirt?
too late to see, maybe
She's heading for a feast of encouragement
Sitting in front of the door, staring blankly
Just look at its seeds, have they germinated?
Then it grows into a pale yellow chrysanthemum
The white petals are spinning in the wind
Turn into a big windmill
Carrying bears to a small dreamland built by bamboo fences
three years old
The kite flies to the sky bridge built by the rainbow
See the little wheels rolling in the street
I plan
when i grow up
will ride a whirring bicycle
chasing that kite flying high
five years old
very short haircut
wear cool sportswear
Adults laugh at me as a handsome tomboy
I decide
when i grow up
Be a girl stronger than boys
six years old
dad carry me
I carry a small schoolbag
we go to school happily
I look forward to
when i grow up
hold daddy's hand
we bounce to work
seven years old
Beloved cat cat on black rainy day
Quietly take the train to heaven
i promise it
when i grow up
It's my turn to buy a ticket to heaven
will stay with the cat forever
Twelve years old
i am a sick child
Cycling to run a kite, being a strong girl, and going to work with my dad
All like a smashed ceramic doll
Pick up the pieces piece by piece under the stars
I wait
when i grow up
The stars can see my tears
and give me a little green light
Fourteen
I'm in the little fortress of silence
Plant my text small potted plants
One leaf, one tree, one grass, one flower
I pray
just don't grow up
if one day
A kind elf lives in my fairy tale forest
sixteen years old
dream long hair
dancing in a white dress
Sitting in the beautiful anemone field
weaving a wreath of poetry
I hope
just don't grow up
let me continue in the season of sorrow
Write the most romantic and pleasant poems
seventeen years old
There are too many unknown panics
and endless thoughts
I think
Maybe
i grew up like this
but
I can still be greedy for SNOOPY's childishness
Will you be my good boy for the rest of your life?
windy island
The witch hides in the lonely conch singing
snow town
The angel flies to the hazy snow window to stare
waiting for someone's garden
The elf sits on the faint flower petals and makes a wish
Except for that dreamy kid
Who else will send warm poems to them
Shi Jianli
A cat lost in the pages of a blue book
A flower living in a green heart
A pair of eyes that wander the purple jungle
Except for that dreamy kid
Who else will ride a pen across the silver night sky
miss summer
You took me to the mountain to pick mushrooms
At the dining table, we hold soup bowls full of happiness
miss winter
You carry me to the shop to cut fabrics
Under the moonlight, we are wrapped in blankets that bury the sun
Except for that dreamy kid
Who else would want to sleep in the palm of their mother for the rest of their lives?
little lantern in my dream
hanging in childhood
a small chestnut tree
The day I said goodbye to my childhood
But I forgot to take the little lantern on the tree
When I saw the first red fruit
night sky through glass
a bright moon
Dreaming of a few stars
try to point out
Mid-Autumn Festival in a dreary town
The light in front of the window illuminates
I often dream of my little lantern
dream about it
Hanging on a tall chestnut tree
Illuminate the purple grape vine frame in the distance
It also illuminates me roasting chestnuts under the tree
The noisy street outside the window
dancing apple lanterns
Running with groups of children carrying lanterns
Are they going to run to the chestnut tree?
to each other's childhood
hang a bright wish
I am in a dreamlike spring
I met the ignorant me
Stroll through the sea of flowers wearing a wreath
I thought it was a beautiful and noble princess
Years later, I discovered
So what I met was just a sleepwalking ugly duckling
I am in a crowded summer
I met the one I was looking for
Traveling through the city with the stars and the moon
I thought it was a fighting warrior
Years later, I discovered
It turned out that what I met was just a lost child
I am in the windy autumn
I met that autumn harvest
Standing under a tree full of anticipation
I thought it was a harvester full of fruit
Years later, I discovered
It turned out that what I met was just a withered seed
I am in the silent winter
meet the tired me
close your eyes and forget to think
I know I met a drooping daisy
I want to lie quietly in time, sleep quietly
Quietly waiting for the sun to meet me in the next season
Turn me into a flower with love
dear muse
in the magic night
make me a purple dancing orchid
singing dolphin
Dancing in the dark blue Aegean Sea
Mercury on Capricornus
i stand on tiptoe
The beating pistils piously flow the girl's prayer
Turn me into a flower with love
dear jungle leprechaun
in the valley of ding dong
make me a blue bellflower
wind chime
Write to me from the red house on the other side
snowy mountain road
I look up
The slightly scented floral fragrance fills our friendship happily
Turn me into a flower with love
dear mom and dad
in swaying arms
make me a pink lantern flower
benevolent sun
Draw a circle for me in the thick palm of your hand
clear palm prints
i close my eyes
The immature flower bud gently kisses the grateful halo
dear dream fairy
Please turn me into a flower with love
even a humble bamboo flower
blooming on the proud green bamboo
Just let me fall with the most gentle posture
fall to the sour poet
A cup of milk tea at her table
There are circles of sweet ripples
When I was young, I abducted the kitten to the room
Sneak out the paint and paint it light blue
night with lights out
I always get lost in the dark room
when you cry
But found a light blue moonlight under the bed
mimi meow
When I was young, I planted green grass on the back hill
Sneak out the paint and paint it light blue
The rain floats quietly, the wind blows quietly
Green grass flutters with summer's bare feet in a blue dress
When the winter snow takes away the fresh green
But a string of light blue feet are exposed in the soil
to the spring sea
until my spring grows up
Blooming graceful mood
I'm waiting for you at the crowded blueberry station
You'll see the light blue hairpin on my head
I give you a light blue fairy tale
You send me a light blue hyacinth
Let's go to the beach and swing on a light blue swing
When it shakes to the melody of sea wind and waves
I heard the sound of spring flowers blooming from the conch
ding ding ling ling
along the dream
light blue sea
me, and a light blue chinchilla