biren wang Poems

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.
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If let me dream,
Poetry is a piece of the ocean.
Every word is the waves,
each of the genre are ships.
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Age by years of erosion.
Can't shake my chains.
Those handsome boys who love you.
There are people like mature.
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Station, countless shadow,
Shadow, could not capture the emotion.
Why face separation in the crowd.
Leaving the train whistle blew,
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