by:卫西谛
(Ching Ming Festival over a period of time, often still read backDuqiangchunof this poem, still quite impressed)
Ching Ming Festival
Well, I am not prepared to food
Bed and any Jianmianli
If there is a good feeling
On the eve of the Ching Ming
Burning to me, like the sky last Xiaguang
Burned to the night
I would like to lie on the ground
Positive upward watching the sky
Anyone who does not want
Not any fictional characters
Scheduling their story
Recreation their lives
Next month, we go to grassland
Walk, walk, walk a few steps more bar
Extended arm to the sun
Unfamiliar to the wind
Images do not, do not speak
Then lying on the ground
The north lawn still withered
Green possession in the fate of the faces behind
Below the surface of
We slightly Ganta
Back below
2008-4-2
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