The third script is six quatrains-maple leaf.
Autumn is the most fragile memory.
Frostbite
Oh, so gentle.
Bite out a palm of blood
Autumn Evening —— The fourth part of "Drama is six quatrains"
You burn slowly at dusk.
As the sun sets, you slowly sink.
The sky is high.
The ground is cold
Goose crows in the middle.
Pole vaulter
Sensitive and strong, trembling, long as a bow,
Blow him into the air
He tripped.
Draw an arc skillfully
-Turn around, turn around, putter.
He fell to the ground half awake and half drunk.
Maple and snow
Thinking that this is the seventeenth autumn.
On the mainland, maple leaves should be piled up in seventeen layers.
Seventeen red tears, compassion, compassion.
Fall in Xiao, fall in Wujiang
Falling into my teenage dream
It also existed in the Song Dynasty and in the Tang Dynasty.
Also fell in front of Yue Fei's grave.
None of them drifted to this island.
It doesn't snow in winter.
But we are not warm on the island.
My five-year-old daughter asked me with wide eyes
(Big eyes without Lugou Bridge)
Dad, what is snow? I want to see the snow.
I said, snow is white. It's cold.
Like my father-in-law's hair.
(Bright as a chicken feather during the Anti-Japanese War)
"I want to see the snow, Dad. I want to see the snow. "
"In a few years, dad's head is going to snow.
Or I'll take you to America next time. "
(Although the mainland is just across the street)