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Below caught dead a poem of my own

"A long, long flower"

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The rain is falling with the moonlight,

Missing is the water under the tree

The familiar image of the eyes,

But suddenly it became strange,

The voice in the heart is jumping,

Which one is the real self,

Countless dreams,

There are countless stories,

Countless stories,

But it will be a number of countless dreams,

Met yesterday,

No traces of today,

When to leap in the blue sky,

To admire the green,

Leave a gap for a while,

To embrace the light,

Leave a quiet Heart

To listen to a miracle,

The spring is long gone,

The summer is creeping through,

Autumn Sky is the wind,

Winter snow is waiting for your memories,

Searching for the magic in life,

To see a different sigh,

In the city of flowers and winds,

Dreams are as fragile as glass,

Do not know how to walk this episode,

It's a long distance away from life,

The trees withered flourish alternately,

The years are also getting old.

The dreams I've been chasing

With an indefinable melancholy,

The songs that I used to sing

had been buried in the corner,

The only thing you remember,

Only in the intermittent memories

Looking at the familiar image of the present,

As if back in the past,

The once familiar figure,

And suddenly find it strange,

Strangers are never strangers,

But it's that strange self,

In the past,

Now,

And which one is the exact self?

Hear the old voices,

Banging on the broken glass,

The noise and the stillness linger,

Through the Moonlight window

Filled with endless thoughts,

Shining in the gorgeous rainbow,

To see your beautiful sky,

The sky stands in front of me,

Touches your mysterious heart,

No longer sink into the distant dream,

Far from the world's strange and bizarre,

Yearning to fly with the wind,

Listen to the game I'm comfortable with

Tan Hua Light If it seems like a dream,

The mist is fading and fascinated,

and drive My Soul away

Drive me out of my body,

Swaying under the sun,

Reflecting the seven colors of light and shadow,

The sway of the side to you,

Turn you into the wings of a butterfly,

Let the bright Fly,

Dress you up as a flower,

let you fragrance,

Through the lighted fireworks,

Fly and fly to your side,

The exquisite in your eyes,

As clear as Crystal,

I am willing to take the power of the Wind,

Into the dance of the Dandelion,

Through the mountains and streams,

Through the meadows and the flowers,

Through the vines on the fence wall,

Through your soft fingertips,

The door to the depths of your heart

Know where your joy will be,

Bloom on the lakeshore of the lake,

Burning your countless expressions,

Life would have been colorful,

Why bother with a lot?

Life would have been a lot of fuss,

Why not look for the colorful,

Because

In my world.

It's your sky,

In your Sky,

Have a world of my own.

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The colors of the dream,

Painted on the face,

Smile on the Face,

Immersed in the soul,

The footprints of growth,

Step by step brand in the bottom of my heart,

Traces of the heart,

A little bit scattered in time and space,

Capture the gap in your breathing

To chase the dream of the color clothes,

Always hear the cries of countless voices,

Calling this age,

Riders in the wind and waves,

Let the Storm,

In every quiet night

I'll be there for you

Though the Flies

I can't change your smile.

Though the years never wait

Can't stop you from Shining,

Your heart is full of stars,

Your sky is full.

My own Heart,

Looking up to the back of the story,

Nostalgia in that once unfamiliar,

The Strange Me,

The strange You,

But the basis is unfamiliar familiar.

The years will not go down,

This heart has gone a little bit

The journey of life and stay,

The seasons change but the feeling blurred,

The glorious glory of autumn is to be solitary,

Or seize the Cunyin treasure.

The mist of the auspicious will fade away,

The beautiful scenery is not always bright,

With the growth of the grass and trees,

And when you are a peach and Fangfei.

The sunset will gradually end

And the night will soon pass,

Or seize the Cunyin treasure,

There's no stopping waiting for you,

Waiting for you will only be yourself,

To sway your youth,

Let you imagine,

At every stage of life,

You are a dazzling flower.

The petals of the flower are gently opened,

Opened up my dream,

There's a dream in my dreams

A dazzling flower,

The petals of the flower are also gently opened,

Open your dreams.

There's still a dream in your dreams

A flower

A few more smiles in one flower

A smile makes a sad silence

In the years of imagination

Still have your lovely mood.

Everything was ever met.

And now it's going to be

In that sweet dream.

But one of your roses

There is no other,

Do you know

The clouds in the sky that day

Is your happy eyebrows,

In your brow a little flashing,

Maybe you have a shallow smile

Will wake me up.

Never had a dream

Maybe you have a dream inside,

is still a flower of dazzling.

Liu Ying Rao Rao Tangible

The shy light hangs on the water

Waiting for you to paddle on the lake.

Take the summer of the Qing Lotus

The water around the lotus fragrance

Flow Light Yang

Blue waves around the red lotus

Exactly around the central

Liu Ying is like a continuous weakness

The lone wind lightly lifted up

Waiting for you to paddle the lake

Gently across the waves a stack

The dress of a Zinfandel

Looking from the surface of the water

Your shadow is in the middle of the water

Liu Ying Luxuriant Sheng

The grass is slowly and lush

Waiting for you to dance in the Wind and frost

As Jade Luoying

Flower Heavy Lupin

When I think in the Moonlight alone

You're right in the middle of the moon

Like a carefree princess.

A shy, beautiful shadow

Always follow the Sun,

Marching on the seven colors of the clouds

Always in the sound of the blue sky

Leave you very close to the distance,

Where the flowers have fallen

The sweet that the rain had left

In the cycle of the sky

Let it all be accommodated

The world is in your heart

The sun is in your eyes

Blessings to you in the world

Bloom out of thousands of joy

The world will be beautiful because of you

Because

You're a long, long flower.

A miracle.

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(It's too long, just write it down ...) ）

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