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My alone oak
I A (bridge, mountain, statue, etc.) Small City
Modern Poetry
My alone oak
我的独木船
Gu Cheng
(A)
My canoe,
No oars, no sail,
Floating in the middle of the sea,
Floating in the middle of the sea,
No oars, no sails.
Wind Oh, the fate of the wind Oh,
The feelings of the waves,
Please send me engulfed
Or back to the other side,
Even the dream,
Even the Dream ... ...
I hope that,
Quiet Harbor;
I hope that,
Gold Beach;
I hope that -
Shore girl
And to meet her,
And to meet her,
And to meet her!
(B)
My canoe,
No rudder, no ropes,
Gone with the Wind in this world,
Gone with the Wind in this world,
No rudder, no ropes.
Wind Oh, the fate of the wind Oh,
The feelings of the waves,
Please bury me,
Or returned to their homes,
Even the debris,
Even the debris ... ...
I miss it,
Beautiful bridge;
I miss it,
Tears of the lamp;
I miss that -
Lamp's mother
I wish her good night,
I wish her good night,
I wish her good night!
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