Yilong River Poems

When I say that I love you,
The whole world is beginning to be clear,
Looking at the flowers, watching the flowers fall,
There is no chase for life and death.
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The quest for chaos is full of thorns.
On one side, water and gas are depicted in the heaven and earth nourished by the brilliant sun.
The changeable reflection proves the creeping nature of the noumenon.
Let the gods of lotus merge their glory into bodies painted with mysterious patterns.
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When you open your eyes, you will see gold everywhere in the wind and sand.

Numerous beautiful figures groaned with longing.
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The temperature of a flower illuminates half an inch,
The prophecy should bloom in the season of blooming.
The naughty little boy hid deep in the bud,
Ignore the call of brothers and sisters.
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They say I am powerless,
Because the force is concentrated in the current and shadow.
Put it into iron and steel,
Then follow a road until it is dark.
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