Wednesday, March 28, 2018

That year the flower leaves







I wearisome already lost the overworked that before long therefrom walks along to lay vivid hardships and work to be mixed really originally make public

Open a book to read of in the still of night is tasted read break of between the lines like that recital ases if buy the flower all round my old well at birthplace is sweet the singing that draws butterfly bee to also deliver children Tong Zhen

Think consider is worn I what mutter was laughing to enter the dream in the past






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