Spring, like thunder in my heart

"Snow"

The crops in the north are quiet

Still waiting for the time to sprout

South as usual

Not good at hiding his whereabouts in early spring

Qingmiao excitedly nodded and swayed

Suddenly, overnight, the snow fell

The whole south is silent

nor cry, after all they are

The seed that came to this world for the first time

I don't know anything about my innocent fate

"Ride"

Accumulated for more than 20 years of stiffness

The pressure on my shoulders over the years

Finally got it back

But maybe I never lost

it's still there

When the wind blows, rise up

In the fog, in the frost

Encountered with rain and lightning

It didn't dare to move at all, fearful

pin me to the seat

Concrete pouring at any time

"Twenty-Four"

Spring, like thunder in my heart

A bright opening remark

It's brewing alone as if it's important

"This year, I am twenty-four years old."

But so far,

There is no other story. as if

As if a grass can only live until spring

As if here, the world is silent.