Bodhi Leaves Empty title tick
Aug of sorrowful
elapse
Dark laughter
be inspired by what one actually sees Have been Lost
rain the day after tomorrow
anamnesis
Untitled
Dusk across tarzan
哭三弟恒——三十年空战阵亡
fume
You are Terrestrial April Day 1 Loving credit
秋天，这秋天
transcendental meditation
life
展缓
willingness
Laugh
Night Village Learn singing voice
allo- desertion
那一晚
cluster raving
Who love the perpetual ebb and flow
nevertheless
| Multiple poems at a time |
雨后天rain the day after tomorrow
雨后天
Lin Huiyin
I love the rain days,
This is a plain grass!
My heart did not follow the end of the wind,
Wind:
Blowing away the herbs, leaves,
Blowing away the wisp of cloud, like smoke -
Like smoke.
Created by: 迪拜