Modern Poetry
Banyan below
菩提树下
Zhou Mengdie
Who is the hidden heart mirrors people?
Who is willing to tread barefoot his whole life?
All eyes and covered his eyes gave
Who can make fire in the snow,
And cast fire to the snow?
Under the bodhi tree.
Only half of the face of a person
Looked up to heaven,
Answer to sigh
To look down from that height to his heavy Wei Lan.
Yes, it has been sat here!
Grass Ningbi.
Even in the winter
Even if those footsteps tarsal junction far away
You still have looked on the Wan Lai
Temptress Moon secret talks with the joy of the back of relatively
Sat down a couple of spring?
Sat cooked a few summer?
When you come
Snow is snow, you are you
After night
That non-snow, snow, and you is not you
Tonight until ten degrees below zero
However, when the first meteor dark Shigeaki
You are Alarmed:
Snow or snow, you or your
While those footsteps tarsal junction far away
CD's Ningbi grass
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