Modern Poetry
me Have Tend You
我已经走向你了
Xiong Hong
You stand under brightly at the other side of the
Public string silent, and wish to wade through this park-shaped pool
Wade says this side of blue glass water lily
I was the only treble
Only, I hand sculpture
Sculpture, monumental sadness
I live in the smile, the immortal sadness
Public string silent, globe only to turn things
I beg, in the eternal glossy paper leaves
Meet the demand that today and tomorrow
The light halo unwavering, and I to you
I have to you
Public string 俱寂
I was the only treble
Dream, drop me a dress
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