Thunder deep in the bamboo forest
I heard it from the wind.
When the shower comes,
It is easy for us to think of hats.
Structure of hat
Only a few bamboo sticks and a few bamboo leaves.
In the years of suffering.
By a tall and straight body
Weave with a tough character
Wear such a hat.
Shelter from the wind and rain
Warmth and strength.
Teach many people to get out of confusion
be fully confident in
Learn to be a tall and straight bamboo.
Then the leaves hold the leaves.
The branches hold the branches.
On the red land
Closely connect all the roots.
This vast bamboo forest
With the pride of bamboo
Raise the majesty of the mountain
Since then, the thick dark clouds have dispersed.
wide sky
Emit the light of the sky
Shine on future generations.
Even on windless days.
Even in peacetime
We still remember.
That golden hat
Do you remember
Dead martyrs one by one.
Snail in the hat
Maybe, he is not a snail.
Just happened to be wearing a hat.
Stroll in the drizzle
Maybe this hat is just a cover.
He doesn't want others to see him.
Your inner softness.
In other words, that is a minority.
An umbrella always ready for you.
He is afraid of getting wet by the rain.
The expectations in your dreams
Yes, he's a little staggered and a little slow.
However, his back was not bent by reality.
Look, when he reached the top of the mountain, he took off his hat.
You will see another kind of shock.
Hat author: autumn wild goose shadow
This season, the feng shui is clear and clear, so I can't bear to paddle.
Walking by the river, accompanied by red yeast willow.
The old cow Cleisthenes is bitter, but the peach blossom fan is broken.
Your spring is simple and pleasant.
Jujube flowers shed tears, the whole dry season
Nangezi is short of water.
You can't cook 800 miles away.
Twenty years ago, on the ridge, you walked steadily and your chest was firm.
The woman whose leaves cover my eyes,
Masking wide-angle field of view
Before sunset, cook rice porridge for a family of five.
Your hat stepped on the muddy path and bypassed the lonely cemetery.
Smoke from the kitchen on the thatched river bank
So thick, your shadow is so heavy.
Dew won't get wet.
Nor can it be diluted.