Spend the New Year Somebody asks me Year where pass? I am bad to reply I say, I am in by day rustic native place Night stays the town is small Morning and evening when I drive carry move wife Go there and back on the road in the winter Cent basin The plan divides a basin to the flower After the building before I looked for a building Did not discover one Pou tract actually I can leave native land to come to city Live in the forest of reinforced concrete Beautiful root cannot leave earthy bosom however Flower of my plan Jian drinks bit of water first Unluckily this moment cut off the water supply I am forced to be discussed with florist We wait together The suiting that who sees capability is stronger Take a walk If we step down all the time The cloud does not have occurrence accident Birdie does not have cry out rainwater Two leaf were not stuck together Your hand won't cool So, our take a walk Still have what sense Accident In the flowers I say I am caught A beautiful butterfly You are loose covering the hand of the eye Say, really stupid Be me Mei Gong Metempsychosis of the four seasons Annual snow waves I step snow to search a plum I want to know only Which in Living you Detached It may not be a bad idea This life meets once only Leave all one's life Depart once only We arrange depart in Between life and death If you choose I follow surely Dream I also cannot think of You set out from the seaside actually Refluent and go up I am in brook amuse oneself You are tired, go up in stone Rest, stone is me You are a fish A string of sugarcoated haws on a stick It gets on the hand after the door alone Hanged a year I say, cannot eat You say, because,be It became old a year old |
Orignal From: A string of sugarcoated haws on a stick (small poem 8)
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