1. Nostalgia
Nostalgia comes to dreams every night. on every stormy night. river, dog, month. Cloak, frozen face. You hold the milk and ask me, isn't that what you want? I smiled in amazement. I have buried my life in nostalgia. The desire to produce flowers has all withered. The sins of life cannot be repaid. My wife is on the dais, and my Virgin is in sleep. This step by step pain, lazy body. Black and white them, howling terrifying bodies. Tears accumulated for Ode to Joy, bricks poured for temples. This is a foreign land, only here, nostalgia falls into a dream every night. Everything can be still, and there can be a huge moon through and through. This is my hometown. It's my nostalgia. is my resting place. The flow of the river is endless...
2. I shed tears from the candle. I shed tears again. I hold a thermos cup in my left hand, and an umbrella in my right. I didn't put it on properly. It was about to fall. I shed tears. I keep walking on the route and my hands are so full that I can't wipe my tears If someone asks me it's because the wind is too strong and my eyes are always staring at the screen I cry when you laugh 3. Ode to joy I love you ! I love you! I love your barrenness, I love your beauty, I love you! I will say it a thousand times, ten thousand times, I love you! I want to dedicate the best and dirtiest of my life to you! I want to say over and over again, I love you, I love you, I only love you, and only you have won the honor of this love. I will love you forever and ever.
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