A mild breeze is blowing along the vast grassland,
the sun is glowing brightly above the grassland,
a horse is careering quickly in this immaterial area.
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We met in coincidence.
Internet became the place where we dated.
I was inspired by her poems,
feeling like she was a very pure, sometimes innocent but pessimistic girl.
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Beauty or beast,
Poor or rich;
just look up and you will see,
there are always stars every night,
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By chance we encountered
On dates we have caught the eye of each other
Now we have become closer
No wonder we want something more
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I used to travel between brightness and darkness,
from the optimistic hope to the pessimistic despair,
just keep going nonstop.
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(A memorial poem for the 19th day of every month)
I stop riding my bicycle suddenly.
I look around,
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(the last poem written for cheval blanc, and from now on, ultimately, I gave her up.)
From summer to winter,
For days and months,
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It was a scorching and drowsy summer,
anonymous was wandering at home outside the balcony,
spending many idle hours just sitting in the sun.
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It is a redbrick college,
I have an exquisite feeling on it.
It is a tranquil afternoon,
silence reigns.
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