In your dream, you waved your beautiful wings and flew to the heaven you wanted, but the little candle extinguished all your hopes.
You changed your calm style and tore the disguise you thought was mine. Everything is so unforgettable: high-rise buildings point to the blue sky and white clouds, the black smoke from the heat wave is suffocating, and the dirty drainage pipes are hidden in the depths of the river. Every day, an animal sings farewell to the world, and their flesh and blood are frequently put on the table. ...
You said that singing on the surface is a disguise, so you should tear it up and let future generations know how good our ancestors were to you. You said that the current behavior is unforgivable, you said that I owe you protection, and you have to ask for compensation one by one. So I saw your anger and tears.
When the yellow sand is raging in the most prosperous city; When the sea breeze drives Wang Yang, it has the greatest development potential; When the storm flooded the most beautiful hometown ... I was dizzy because of your "counterattack".
So, I began to think back, thinking back that I had rowed on the nearby river, thinking back that I had listened to the cicada counting fluorescence, and thinking back that I had promised the end of time.
I know that not every "sorry" can get a "never mind". Besides, I know that our actions can no longer be measured by confession. I will try my best to let you see that my inner compassion is shining, and I will try my best to let you know that every compliment I give is not a disguise, and I am trying my best to make up for it.
Look! There are brisk streams flowing in the beautiful mountains, the air is filled with the fragrance of all kinds of flowers, birds are singing leisurely in the branches, and the cubs of endangered animals have expectations for life. There are more green plants in the city, and the sewage pipes under the rivers are gradually disappearing.
I can still see your doubt and anxiety, your anger and hesitation. But please believe that I won't let you escape again-my dear nature, my hometown of life.
Still in the dream, still beautiful wings, you fly to me, no longer hide, no longer retreat into the depths, I sit on your back and fly to heaven together.
The universe is vast, and the picture of life is infinitely extended. I think I will hold your hand until the end of time, leaving an enviable mark on this painting-man and nature go hand in hand until the end of time!