Modern Poetry
Mendicant who
托钵者
Zhou Mengdie
Liu Xia droplets trickling in
In your pot. Rootless footprints ah!
Cross flowers in the way you rush
Yi Ming prisoners and the outside of yesterday and today
You buried sorrow.
Rosary-like lilac and purple clover
Then pull around you;
Sun and the moon is a dual-lamp, robe-like
Night of the face.
Ten April. Flying snow
Weak water the waves were three thousand sleep.
Downstream to the next -
The upper reaches of the top
Ask. To ask the way from when there?
When Road and Tian Qi?
Tanhua worry when asked to open?
Smoke across the border, separated by heavy
Circulation and Circulation - you may get a glimpse of
What a bubble is your name?
For many years was removed on the Ganges
Each piece of the Ganges storm
He cares for you all every drop of Oulu -
Back is impossible. Pillow 雪涛
You say: "I have gone too far!"
All ferries are locked fog
In the ten April. Outside of the peach leaf and peach leaf
Stroking an empty bowl. Like the sky tonight
A meteorite has quietly Duolei for you?
As Huayu, like extending from the other side of the saint's finger ... ...
Attachment: Excellent Tanhua three years once opened, will open on the day the Buddha was born. Also: a young boy concubine said, peach leaf, and even the United States, and offered the song to get taste of Archaeology. Then submitted the name of the ferry after the peach leaf.
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