Modern Poetry
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灭火机
Shang Qin
Rise up in anger at lunch, I watched the fire extinguisher on the wall. A child came to me:
"Behold! Your eyes there are two fire extinguishers." To this confession of innocence; holding his cheeks, and I can not help but cry.
I saw two of my tears were in his eyes; he did not tell me that my tears of Kam Chiu, how many of his own.
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