[From the heart] I sit on the sun broke the window of heart Stole my sunglasses, throwing a touch of laughing They jumped out, quickly through the paint woods I chased out, shake off the depression in one place Mixed deciduous way of stepping on broken Gurkha dth sound ... Onto the slopes along the rooftops looking for a ring Sunset hide and seek among the tall, convulsively suddenly off Bright orange flower firecracker windward swagger, suddenly near or far Caixia show less goodbye youth, mixed feelings Crisp sound of birds sprang from the hustle and bustle, the boundless joy Stayed bridge bow imminent, leaning into the sky Distant aim your sinking heart left behind Geese shuttle between five cables, improvisational composer That melody ... understanding between us, and cried Time to say goodbye and turned red sunset with me Purple pink clouds rolled scarf leaned hanging on my neck Street on both sides of the curtain call immediately at right bow I have just returned to the starting point ... by linda cheng
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 12:53:44 +0000