Beauty Hall Poem by Yu ChangXiong China

Beauty hall


This is the building of the body, you can't believe all
also not secret, the body has its own religion
for example, the beauty, the face and waist
every beauty, keep our entry point
from a young girl to girl as pretty as a flower
the pendulum with shaking, they are raised
in time, a layer of bright
then you start to use strategy
most people are like this, in the middle of the night in
to a hall, to identify those eyes
deeper into the later human being taken away
the rest of the beauty of our reach
innocence, such as wax, finally into a mirage
life is doomed to be such, beauty
each have belongs to, we only is insufficient
the spring breeze and met but do not know the spring breeze
see the body, but may in the body the next time
this is the building of the dark
the beauty lifetime to do
perhaps only one, you listen.
in stark groups, they may not be sold
but the desire to acceptance, from head to foot
there's only one place is to serve god
god said, 'where your soul, where your heart
if the soul is dead
that beautiful body, who still dare to'
the beauty never think so, especially to last one
she has her ownLegend, hundreds of years are over
she is still alive, living in the dynasty belong to her
peeping There is not much left., only she and King
a night of pleasure, but the world is no insurrection
2013.3.13