Modern Poetry
aristocracy
贵族
Zheng Chouyu
Do not robbed of my depression; the aristocratic gray;
Do not hand in the sun, rain curtains to visit me,
I do not love the red sun_set_ Stellaria, India to do my window grilles,
I live in my city, and be content with sadistic count day,
Do not pick my gratitude cited, although Chiguo you breeze black knight,
Westminster not to veil the fog, hidden lure overseas stars me:
You know, that noble gray ----
I do not want to leave, I cared, this beautiful home before execution.
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