Earlier, 99 sister found the trailer to show me
a long-lost voice.
From the breathing of the roots to the spreading of the branches, the green leaves
are a rare
encounter. The words of encounter are used.
The heart palpitations of missing the trailer are short-lived, but it is only a few days, but it is firmly embedded in my heart. It
seems that I will silently calculate that a day, a month and a half
will meet in a sea of clouds, on the windowsill, on the tentacles of crawling ants, in the fine dust
At the moment of listening, there seems to be a piercing voice proclaiming that the
ashes are always floating in the solitary thoughts after burning,
just like the dead but still longing love wrapped by a tear that broke and reunited,
the sand and gravel rolled up by the thunder and washed after the thunder deep water in the soil wall
signs of life are spread
Should observed with a microscope cell structure will see the surging flames surrounded by
approximately culmination of love is so touching and colliding built in the heart of Kwun Yam Shan does not fall
colorful toy fiddle life the silence was hidden sadness Story
unassuming smile was back on the lives of great compassion with the harsh reality
so must
step by step foot on Leiqi bunker gently touch the soul be replaced with
cloud fog mist is heaven on earth Cloud
alone is a carnival of one person. Carnival is the loneliness of a group of people
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The title translated from the Hong Kong version
The father on the small and fresh Taiwan tree can't be more literary and artistic.
I like to call the tree. I
like a syllable that breaks out of the shell between the lips and teeth.
Wai holding the stout trunk echoed the beating heart looks into the distance
reminds me of "She Bangs"
increasingly quiet night filled with thoughts of the slow beat of the sound of raindrops
probably after the hurricane swept the tears mingled with the rain will be back
in a thorn is open curtains to wake up in the morning
a lot of blanks to be filled with a lot of memory are discarded a lot of pain exiled
many new life will begin
to leave great sadness of life is
sad to be leaving no trace of the sad signs
and then began to laugh
Both sadness and happiness are choices, and I also choose happiness,
although it may be because of a beating state, I will have difficulty calming down the
speechless response. I stay in the malfunctioning cerebral cortex,
so I am thinking
about the feelings that are not understood and cherished
in one seat. will magnify details in
because of his care and persistence will be shattered
not to be given only to give up
so
sO IT iS
and
the let IT bE
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