《I》

 


I

There is no golden appearance

No enchanting body posture

No childlike fun of the lovely

No calm and maturity

Walking in the noisy world

I'm just like them

The mortal who flies in it

But there are know the secular

And not the secular romance

Bike up on National Highway 314

Intrepid and brave madness

Make my heart very stirring

The window of the heavy rain

Fold a rose

Fill up the expectations of the heart

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth

Wandering in the seven emotions and six desires of the time and space

Find yourself, and love yourself.


                                                                                         LIU YINGYING
                   
 

 

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