The distant hills are like dancing leaves,
In the green shadows
The sun is like a
growing rose
that blooms in an instant.
The soft wind was in love with her,
Acacia stained the disordered petals;
The sunflower rose up,
Shaking off the acacia,
Blueing the sky
Painting the ridges and the heart of the lake red.
You are a sunflower,
kindled at the starting line of my youth;
I bite the petals with my fiery red lips,
The tears of a teenager-
are the crystalline dewdrops on the petals;
The rolling petals are torn off, one by one.
Sprinkled over all my days,
Into every dusty diary page.
At dusk,
the sunflowers bloom and fade once more;
only I can no longer open
that diary of frozen lovesickness.
Episode 2: Sunflowers
Written by Lee Hyun-soo
Sunflowers, sunflowers, you,
One by one, toe to toe,
Blossomed in anger on the glass windows of ten thousand homes.
The sun disappears, and you disappear with it.
Oh, you too are but the reflection of the sun on the window glass.
Sunflowers, sunflowers, you,
each one of you thinks you are the sun,
thinking you will light up all the darkness.
You are indeed sunlike and heroic,
but you can never be
have the energy of the sun.
Episode 3: Sunflower
Author: Bad Girl Naughty Jade
The direction of the sunflower
is the way you came
If
you still love me
Please come from that direction and embrace me
The feeling of wanting to love you
boils under the sun
Unable to keep the temperature constant Deep love for you
The fields are fragrant
Sunflowers are lonely
The corner
Curled up in me
Touched by the scene, I feel sad
It's not enough
Part 4: Sunflowers
Written by: x-fan
The petals are delicate and numerous
Trying hard to stretch out
Dare not say that I have ever stood for you
Too often to be gradually ignored
One day passing the summer boarding place
To realize that
There is nothing brighter than your smiles
Not for anyone to blossom
No one knows that you are still living splendidly
just love the world
Slow down a bit
Laugh with us
Part 5: Sunflowers
Written by: sealing the pen to dance
It rained all night
Early in the morning, I opened the window
The sunlight appeared
I came to a wide open field
I was in the middle of the field. A vast and boundless field
The garden was full of my favorite sunflowers
Golden petals holding crystal dewdrops
I saw the invisible fairy tale of life
I gazed at the sunflowers radiating
Lonely and homesick
Silent with sorrow
I wish to turn towards it and not to give up My dream blossoms into the sun
I'll learn from its unchanging strength and never be afraid
I lost my faith and realized I'm strong
I came back to you not to remain silent
but to make you smile with my goodness
I saw you think of me a little bit over and over again
I really saw that you've changed a lot
But now I see that you've changed a lot
But now you've changed a lot
I see that you've changed a lot
But now I see that you've changed a lot.
But everything is different now
No more fear, no more hurt, no more wandering
No more loneliness, no more sorrow, no more sadness
I gazed at the sunflower radiating its light
Lonely and homesick
Locked up in sadness
Sentimental in my heart will never flow
As if praying for a better future, I'll be able to see it.
Looking up at the sky as if praying
This feeling
Can transcend even eternity
Part 6: Sunflowers on the rubble
Written by Kusaki-Yujun
The sunflowers of childhood
Opened on the rubble of my memories
Black tiles and walls, poor dirt
You bloomed with colorful colors. You bloomed colorfully
Not competing with peonies for glory
Not comparing with ink plums for fragrance
Why did you still silently unfold your smile
Singing to the sun
After I grew up, I suddenly thought of you again
Remembering your bright smile
Golden sunshine Blue sky
You Dance in love
Not humble with yourself
Not proud of yourself
The world can hear the sound of your blossoms
Life is a profound distant thought
Part VII: Philosophical Thoughts on the Sunflower
Written by Kusaki-Yu-jun
Blossoms in the same
Name
Blossoms
In different ways.
Different gestures
In the same
Gesture
Blossoms
Colorful flowers
In the same
petals
Tone
Different hues
In the same
Hue
Display
Shades of life
Part 8: The Sun Tree and the Sun Flower
Author: Shixia Mountain Man
Sun flowers bloom on the sun tree
A grain of bird sings in the tree
Swallowing the flower spits out the fresh sun
Waking up the sleeping mountain village
A hundred year old man walks up to the tree
Puffy white Beard shakes off the frost of years
A false image of reality
And the dregs of history
Transforms into a three-year-old child in the green leaves of a flower
Framed in the face of the sun
An ancient wagon approaches
Rumbling
Roaring
Rolling with the child's beard, the old man's hair
And the wilting flowers dripping blood
And the sun is still in its sleep. The sun
Screams miserably
As a sword and spear into a giant's chest
"Be a Sunflower" - Shy Wood
Starting tomorrow to be a beautiful sunflower When the sunlight pours down Stillness, serenity
Sowing seeds all around the world Every leaf that falls from a brave branch trembles with longing
Tomorrow, we will start to be a strong sunflower that does not count the days without sunshine and fall into silence
The golden fruits portray the truest growth and the swaying body does not change the firm faith
Tomorrow, we will start to be a positive sunflower that lifts its head and looks up at the sunlight that hangs in the sky
No need to be humble because you are weak. Because of the weak and humble whenever you stand on tiptoe to fight zombies
"Sunflower"--Lu Yun with the wind
Cut off my head to know the fullness of the seeds heavy fall my wrist hollowed out the body of the straw how can you explain your beliefs Vincent? Van Gogh you are his indestructible soul living in the darkness of the world to let the sunshine filled with the world of the heart heavy warm warm and flamboyant life into the color of the tile pot growing all the expectations
Sometimes life is more difficult to choose than death, and no one can accurately calculate their own end of the choice of the end of the choice of the choice of the transcendental choice of the choice of the goodbye of the sunshine of the gravestone written on the result you can not know
Some people have to be very careful, but I do not have the time to do so, and I do not want to know the outcome of the choice.