apport
Side of the Yin
Pyric City
Tired of sorrow have seen the day when ...
古城七月
Wolf have no rival
In the depths of the earth ascending to take a walk
飞的意志
altogether
comet
earth
Anymore sing Songs
eat Cake or stick of pressed or twisted tobacco of psycho
Bedlamite Song
medal
luminous hunter
be Park
dusk
Sough Song
The number 40 *40 The fanatics
you miscall
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Modern Poetry
Tired of sorrow have seen the day when ... 烦哀的日子
Ji Xian
Today is the day of trouble sorrow, Suddenly, you do the masters of the kingdom of heaven, You said that dreams are sacred colors, If love sky blue eyes. So you have to stray, A favorite study migratory birds. Wading through the endless Rivera, Over the infinite into the mountains, You finally found a piece of plain, The sky blue in a land unknown. There is freedom freedom You can sing a song to lotus. And you will no longer be a dream - "Now the kingdom of heaven is my all."
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