现代中国 兰语凝嫣 Lan Yuningyan  现代中国  
One poem at a time

Lan Yuningyan
  1, Peach Dream
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  Who, after following the rain
  Windows open in the spring, a thousand colors emerge
  Colorful, geese Larry Huang, rendering the background into a gorgeous
  And this season, yet the protagonist of the stage
  That is my obsession peach, bud than in dreams
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  How do I cross this water mae destiny
  The name of poetry, please pink root of these
  By a Song Lanzhou, ferry to your facial features
  And that deep in the heart of the secret, come clean to you
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  Do not, do not listen to the words flow
  Open to free the hand of my Nianhua
  Sometimes the missing moment, waiting to use lifetime re-
  The Red bottomless, then there is no scenery
  Women's heart as pure as can be, gentle eyes
  You wake up in time before the butterfly
  To the spring, polished palm, Zuanjin happiness
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  2, Peach drunk
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  To you, I spring fictional the February and March water
  And then waited at the Taohuawu the crossing, waiting for you after
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  Youth of the doors is open, the flowers open over a one
  Been open to the south of the boats, the birds light cry, buzzing
  I met your eyes moist, took peach cups
  This is a sweet and led to thousands of Acacia, gently sip, and was drunken
  Who is in the ear, and said softly
  Hold your hand, I have the entire spring
  Swarmed to the numerous flower peach, floral touch the bone, very soft time
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  Even if you are, my bar drink
  Sansei stone that this altar Nver possession for many years has been closed
  I want you to drink with me, even if this went through, the tears wet Pathetic
  And then ask you to help me of a makeup
  Touch of pink, starting from the eyebrows painted
  From now on, every night in Hong dream, I sleep in a peach in this last
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  3, Taohua Jie
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  Standing near the water, to see the spring and transition
  Thousands of miles away from our sight, to my thin shoulder
  JB diligence has Tankan, but I can not wait
  I want to grab before the on_set_ of the next rain
  Off under a beautiful peach, grafting on the missing
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  The horse back who galloped on the road are
  Thousands of miles, passing countless Inn
  I gradually wide sleeves, rope full of poetic ping ping ze ze
  Butterfly in Love, Yan title of mud, tea boiling spring Bi
  Que do not know what the take out, so you spring Shaoji
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  Please do not laugh at my Dimei back
  So many tears have no place to shelter
  If, Weak water three thousand, I only drink you poured
  This is the fate of doom
  I am willing to lend life and make up with tears
  Just give me all of the Peach Blossom Spring collection from
  For you to shop a way home, Hong dyed chestnut, speckled happiness
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  4, peach drop
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  Acacia knot a blue, peach falling
  Calm and quiet, like a beautiful dream finish
  Diffuse water gently over the flowers in his arms rope
  Sha shore woman, not applied Prostitute, holding the Fallen flowers
  Diffuse through the misty rain slim figure, and the singing voice Li
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  Wei Liang fingertips, Nian Qi, is the last ray of style,
  I can not speak meaningful words
  After the string off, and then no one charming to listen to sentences
  Mo say moments of beauty, as always half empty Que
  I put away three hundred shijian, wash away the rouge, bid farewell to spring
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  Please bury me, bury me in the wind and the slopes covered with
  And the poetry of her is together, escaped March watermark
  Sleep in the mud, deep in the flower mound
  Yen you do not, do not worry about staining your
  It breeze by the moon, do not rely Diaolan, do not look at Nanshan
  Called to each other, Juanqimei not forget to smoke the water if the two
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