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biren wang Poems
Station, countless shadow, Shadow, could not capture the emotion. Why face separation in the crowd. Leaving the train whistle blew,
I Am Your Reserve Service
Age by years of erosion. Can't shake my chains. Those handsome boys who love you. There are people like mature.
The Poet's Reputation
If let me dream, Poetry is a piece of the ocean. Every word is the waves, each of the genre are ships.
In March, a little wind. In my love before she married the summer. Perhaps, the spring to give her a large dowry.
Today's dream miss yesterday the factIn the dream I was another kind of life state Stay I behavior consciousness Kiss the Jiangnan umbrella
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In March, a little wind.
In my love before
she married the summer.
Perhaps, the spring to give her a large dowry.
The flying catkins, curl of smoke.
She was supposed to be my bride.
The gods may be in half, Lake or deep or shallow.
I have a bit of thinking with any trouble.
All floating paper become my hands.
Spit out the concentric circle several beautiful.
You mean the beginning of the end of me.
When you put on the wedding, I will put on robes.