我的泪滴在这个画面,算是给岁月增加一点风雨。真实的城墙起源于砖石,目的在于阻挡。初衷伟大时,祖国的版图可以同时铺开春夏秋冬。不想惹事生非的时候,风雨在外面,我们在里边。长长的墙让画家一笔一笔地建起来,他把每一块砖画成人的模样。血肉相拥,心在身躯之内。地面的向日葵拥有集体的头颅,太阳在高高的天上。方向是人心的选择,国破否?苔痕钻营自己的存在,但是,人心不生锈。 My tears in this picture, be to add a bit of trouble to the years. The real wall originated in masonry, the purpose is to stop. The original intention of great, the territory of the motherland can be unfolded at the same time seasons. Do not want to mess with things, the wind and rain outside, we are inside. The long walls allow the painters to build up one stroke at a time. He painted every brick as an adult. Flesh and blood, heart in the body. Sunflowers on the ground have a collective head, the sun in the sky. Direction is the choice of the people, the country is broken? The moss runs its own existence, however, people do not rust.