A cycle of sixty years offer sacrifice mama
Poet: Yang Lingye
Wear became a commoner like Rongfu
Infant wear has become commoner
Now lying in more than sixty years ago
Your beautiful songs by The Soft woven cradle
Echoes of a dream is like the lost water Heung Road
Open in March with the cuckoo sings
Barren and desolate cemetery
Melting ice and snow spilled tears of your life
Calls no one died in the spring
Occasional Yunfei you look up the sky over
Could it make the cold wind
Cut to dance dressed in colorful Dreamcoat wanderer
Dusty makeup mirror
You are the face of looming vaguely old
Lotus Blooming off the
You to kind of hands and a heart of grief
In the ashes of history
Embroidered portraits of their own |
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