Poetry

xiaoxiao2021-03-06  50

One: The loneliness of a tree is a scenery. It is also a firm; a cloud of moving is a wandering, it is also a trip; a gust is invisible, it is the night clock; a person is quiet, it is time, it is mood. Two: Alone listening to the wind, quiet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, soul, self-listening, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, s,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, The fruit is a golden joy cloud to ignite the sky. The smile of embracing dawn is a beautiful banner of the wind to choose a long bitter brigade. The miracle of the tetheraries is a brave incentive.

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