Shuya us like the spring -
A pair of flowers blooming in luxuriant bud.
Underground roots to branches for support.
Our happiness, love and health ... ...
But suddenly a Shuya be broken:
It is like all things in the world die ... usually never return ...
A pair of flowers blooming in luxuriant bud.
Underground roots to branches for support.
Our happiness, love and health ... ...
But suddenly a Shuya be broken:
It is like all things in the world die ... usually never return ...
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Today, less than I expected and so the dream:
The wounds of my soul and burn.
Deep in the clouds filled the sky,
The star will be bright and pure meteorite instead.
But instead of the Sahel is a void *,
And I still do not have to see this nothingness ... ...
The wounds of my soul and burn.
Deep in the clouds filled the sky,
The star will be bright and pure meteorite instead.
But instead of the Sahel is a void *,
And I still do not have to see this nothingness ... ...
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【Notes】 诗人的弟弟。