outland poetry
first love
初恋
Shimazaki
Apple had met Lin,
You just roll up girl hairstyle.
Coming from the color chips in the flower before the comb,
Against the background of your Juanjuan Yurong.
Tenderness in your white hands stretched out,
Apple won a gift to me.
Qiu Yi fragrant pink ah!
As you my piece of mind.
I was still infatuated into the dream
Sigh your black hair blowing.
Acacia like drinking cups at this time ah!
Refill your cup of love.
Under the shade of apple trees,
With the curved path when?
Heart, "pagoda" who ride the base?
Ears still ringing sound of your whispers ... ...
Translator: 罗兴典
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