I see a flower below the tree You are in the top of a wall alone far look Silent be this morning ancient wall Extensive is worn of golden light green Wanton brandish is aspersed Destroy all colour That is we make the light when collecting As tender bud of spring Cover atrium of the heart Voluble green meaning Wake up the scenery of sleep deeply Spread in the four seasons Coloured glaze is on the road of green flag Drawing grows chief figure Grow wildly in my world Condense Cheng Henggu's oath Those who depict a lean close to of photograph of depend on each other is wonderful As a zephyr Tender stroke crosses heart Indulge my dream again 2017.10 |
Orignal From: The flower looks below the tree
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