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The farthest distance in the world (I won't summarize it, the landlord should be familiar with this song)
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If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
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Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
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Once, I dreamed that we were strangers.
When I woke up, I knew we were dear to each other.
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There is no trace in the sky, but I have flown.
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Your sunshine smiles at the winter in my heart,
Never doubt its spring flowers.
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A bird wishes to be a cloud.
Cloud is willing to be a bird.
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My flower of the day has dropped its forgotten petals.
In the evening, this flower ripens into the golden fruit of memory.
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Xiaohua asked, "How can I sing to you and worship you?" The sun? "
The sun replied, "Use your pure and simple silence."
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This lonely evening is covered with fog and rain,
I feel its sigh in my inner loneliness.
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"Perfection" decorates itself beautifully for the love of "imperfection"
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Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.
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Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
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The vast desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass.
But it shook its head and flew away with a smile.
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"What language do you speak, sea?"
"This is an eternal question."
"What's your answer, sky?"
"It's eternal silence."
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I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
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The dry river bed is not grateful for its past.
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My existence is the eternal miracle of life.
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Sorrow sinks into my heart like dusk in the silent forest.
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Don't put love on a cliff just because it is high.
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You can't see yourself, you see your own shadow.
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My existence is always a mystery, and this is life.
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Branches come to my window like the yearning voice of the silent earth.
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A bird wishes to be a cloud. Cloud is willing to be a bird.
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I don't know why this heart gives off a poor fatigue in silence.
It should be for small needs that have never been asked, understood or remembered.
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The forest, like the longings of the earth, stands on tiptoe to peep at heaven.
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You smiled at me and said nothing. I think I've been waiting for this moment for a long time
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The world plays sad music on the wandering heartstrings in a hurry.
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God finds himself in creation.
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Stars are not as shy as fireflies.
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The hurricane looked for a shortcut when there was no road, and suddenly ended its search in nothingness.
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Like the gathering of seagulls and waves, we meet closely.
The seagulls flew away, the waves rolled forward, and it was time for us to leave.
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Your idol dissipates in the dust, which proves that the dust of God is greater than your idol.
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The woodcutter's sharp axe begged the tree for its handle. The tree gave it.
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We misread the world and said it deceived us.
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Life finds its own wealth because of the needs of the world and its own value because of the needs of love.
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The poet roars across oceans and forests in order to find his own song.
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The grass looks for his partner on the earth, and the trees look for his loneliness in the sky.
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Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
Yellow leaves, which have no songs, fall with a sigh.
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The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes so small, as small as a poem, as small as an eternal kiss.
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It is the tears of the earth that moisten its smiling face.
Forty two.
The floating clouds are humbly parked in a corner of the sky, and the morning light covers them with rosy clouds.
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Roots are underground branches, and branches are roots in the air.
Forty-four
Lu felt lonely in the crowded crowd because he had never been loved by anyone.
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Leisure is labor in its activities. The tranquility of the sea rippled in the waves.
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Leaves become flowers when they fall in love. Spend all your heart on worship, and it will be a fruit.
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I imagine that among those stars, there must be a star that leads my life and crosses the unknown dark zone.
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When we feel happy in enrichment, we can happily give up our fruits.
Forty nine
Thoughts use their own language to improve themselves.
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My flower drops its forgotten petals during the day. In the twilight, it bears the golden fruit of memory.
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Your smile is a flower in your own field, your talk is a breeze on your own mountain, but your heart is a woman we all know.
Fifty two
The person who wants to do good knocks at the door, but the person who loves finds the door open.
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In death, all people are one; In life, all people are United.
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The scabbard is willing to dull, it protects the sharpness of the sword.
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The noise of "instant" is laughing at "eternal" music.
Fifty-six
My wishes are fools, they shout across your song, God.
Let me hear it.
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I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.
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Those who carry the lamp on their backs cast their shadows in front.
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"We rustling leaves have voices to answer the wind and rain. Who are you, so silent? "
"I'm just a flower."
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Rest is to work what eyelids are to eyes.
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Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth.
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God wants us to answer him with the flowers he gave us, not the sun and the earth.
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Light, like a naked child, plays happily among the green leaves. It doesn't know that people will cheat.
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O beauty, find yourself in love, not in the flattery of your mirror.
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My heart beats her waves on the shore of the world and writes her inscription on it in tears: "I love you."
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"Moon, what are you waiting for?"
"Salute to the sun where I will give way."
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.
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God's own morning is new to him.
Sixty-eight
Life gets assets from the world, and love makes it valuable.
Sixty-nine
The waterfall sings, "I have a song when I am free."
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I can't tell why this heart is so depressed and silent. It's for its little needs that it didn't ask for, didn't know or remember.
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Woman, when you are doing housework, your hands and feet are singing, just like a mountain stream singing among pebbles.
Seventy two
When the sun crosses the West Sea, it leaves its last salute to the East.
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Don't blame your food because you have no appetite.
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Trees, like the longings of the earth, stand on tiptoe to peep at the sky.
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You smiled slightly and said nothing to me. And I feel like I've been waiting for this for a long time.
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The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the land are noisy, and the birds in the air are singing. However, there is silence in the sea, noise on the ground and music in the air.
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The world rushes over on the strings of a lingering heart, playing the music of sadness.
Seventy-eight
He regards his sword as God. When his sword won, he failed himself.
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God finds himself in creation.
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Shadow puts on her veil and follows light in secret meekness with her silent steps of love.
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Thank God, I am not the wheel of power, but one of the living people who are crushed under this wheel.
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The heart is sharp, not broad, it sticks to every point, but does not move.
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It's not a hammer, but the song and dance of water that makes pebbles perfect.
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Like the road at night, quietly listening to the footsteps of memory.
Eighty-five
Only through hellish tempering can we create the power of heaven.
Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world! !
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God's power is in the breeze, not in the storm.
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You can't get the beauty of flowers by picking petals.
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The big ones are not afraid to swim with the small ones, and the medium ones will avoid them.
Eighty-nine
The firefly said to the stars, "Scholars say that your light will go out one day." The stars didn't answer.
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The puppy suspects that the universe is plotting to usurp its position.
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God loves human light more than his own big star.
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Honor makes me feel ashamed because I secretly pursue it.
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Life is richer because of losing love.
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When kissed by light, dark clouds become flowers in the sky.
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The little flower sleeps in the dust, and it looks for the path that the butterfly has taken.
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I believe your love made this sentence my last words.
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The grass is looking for her partner on the ground. The tree begged his loneliness in the sky.
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God said to man, "I heal you, so I will hurt you;" I love you, so I will punish you. "
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You live quietly in my heart,
Like a full moon in the night sky.
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Obviously can't resist this yearning.
But I have to pretend that I didn't take you at all
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You make me immortal, which is your happiness. This fragile cup, you keep emptying it, constantly
The earth is full of new life.
This little reed flute, you carry it over mountains and valleys, and blow out the music of eternal faith from the flute tube.
Under the immortal touch of your hands, my little heart melts into boundless happiness, emitting unspeakable things.
Tone of words
Your infinite gift is only poured into my little hand. Time has passed, you are still pouring, and I still have it in my hand.
Need to fill in the gaps.
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When you ordered me to sing, my heart seemed to explode with pride. I looked up at your face and tears welled up in my eyes.
In my eyes.
All the astringency and contradictions in my life have melted into a sweet and soft homonym-
My praise is like a happy bird flapping its wings across the ocean.
I know you like my singing. I know that only because I am a singer can I walk in front of you.
I touched your feet with the far-reaching wings of my singing, which I never dreamed I would touch.
Drunk in the singing, I forgot myself. You are my master, but I call you a friend.
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I don't know how you sing, my master! I always listen in surprise.
The brilliance of your music illuminates the world. The smell of your music fills the sky.
The holy spring of your music rushes forward, through all the blocked rocks.
My heart longs to sing with you, but it can't make a sound. I want to talk, but words can't become songs. My name is.
Not coming out. Oh, my master, you have turned my heart into a captive in your music net!
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My whole life, I want to keep my body pure forever, because I know your life is touching and touching.
My limbs.
I will remove the hypocrisy in my heart forever, because I know that you are the truth that ignites the fire of reason in my heart.
Reason.
I will drive away all the ugliness in my heart and let my love blossom, because I know you are in my heart.
Lost my seat.
I will try my best to show you with my actions, because I know that this is your strength and gives me the strength to act.
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Please allow me to relax for a while and come and sit next to you. I'll finish my work later.
Without you, my heart doesn't know what comfort and rest are, and my work has become an endless ocean of labor.
Endless labor in middle school.
Today, the hot summer came to my window and whispered: bees are playing and singing in the courtyard of the flower tree.
This is the time to sit still, opposite you, and sing the song of life in this quiet and boundless leisure.
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Pick this flower and take it away, don't delay! I am afraid it will wither and fall into the dust.
It may not be worthy of your corolla, but please take it off and do it a favor with the pain of your hand. I'm afraid before I
Before you are alert, the sun has passed and the time for sacrifice has passed.
Although it is not dark in color and has a faint fragrance, please use this flower to worship and pick it while there is still time. seven
My song took off her makeup. She lost the luxury of her clothes. Ornaments will be our bond: they
Will stand between us, and their tinkling voices will drown out your whispers.
My poet's vanity died of shame in front of you. Oh, poet, I fall at your feet. Only let
My life is simple and upright, like a reed flute, allowing you to play music.
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The child who put on the prince's robe and hung a jewelry necklace lost all his happiness in the game; His clothes
The clothes caught his step.
He dare not walk into this world, even dare not move, for fear that his clothes are torn and dirty.
Mother, this is no good, for example, your gorgeous constraints separate people from the healthy dust of the earth and bring people in.
The right to enter the big assembly of daily life was deprived.
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Oh, fool, want to carry yourself on your shoulders! Oh, beggar, come and beg at your own door!
Unload your burden in those hands that can bear everything, and never look back with regret.
The smell of your desire will immediately blow out the lamp it touches. It is unclean, so don't be unclean.
Accept the gift in your hand. Accept only what divine love gives.
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This is your footstool. You rest in peace among the poorest and most lost people.
I want to bow to you, my salute can't reach the depths of your resting place-the poorest and most lost people.
Medium.
You are wearing rags and walking among the poorest and most lost people. Pride will never come near this place.
You keep company with the poorest and most lost people without friends, and my heart will never find that place.
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Forget praise and counting beads! Who do you worship in the dark and lonely corner of the temple with closed doors and windows? Open your eyes.
You see, God is not in front of you!
He looked at the farmers hoeing dry land and the road builders knocking at stones. In the sunshine and rain, he and them
Together, the robe is covered with dust. Take off your holy robe and even go down to the ground like him!
Transcendent? Where can I find detachment? Our Lord happily accepted the chain of creation: him and us.
Everyone is always connected.
Come out of meditation and throw away the fragrant flowers! What's the harm of dirty clothes? To see him, in labor.
Exercise and sweat with him.
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I travel for a long time, and so does my journey.
At dawn, I set off in my car and traveled all over the world, leaving scars on many planets.
The nearest place, the farthest road and the simplest tone require the hardest practice.
Passengers have to knock on every stranger's door before they can knock on their own. People had to wander around, and finally,
You can go to the deepest inner hall.
My eyes looked around the clearing, and finally I closed my eyes and said, "There you are!" " "
This question, and called "Oh, where is it?" Melted in a thousand tears, you promised to answer "I am."
Here! "Riptide, flooded the world together.
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The song I want to sing has not been sung until today.
I always adjust the strings on my instrument every day.
Time has not yet arrived, and the lyrics have not been filled: there is only the pain of desire in my heart.
Stamens are not yet open; Only the wind blows with a sigh.
I didn't see his face or hear his voice: I only heard his footsteps coming from my house.
Walking on the road.
Spent the whole day paving a seat for him on the ground; But the light is not on yet, so I can't invite him in.
I live in the hope of meeting him, but the day of meeting hasn't come yet.
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I have many desires, and I cry pitifully, but you will always save me with a firm refusal, strong and kind.
Sadness has been tightly entangled in my life.
You make me more worthy of accepting your automatic simple and great gift every day-this sky and light, this body and
Life and mind-save me from the danger of extreme desire.
Sometimes I slack off, sometimes I hurry to find my way;
But you have the heart to hide.
You have always rejected me, saved me from the danger of weakness and wavering desire, and made me more worthy of you every day.
Accept it completely.
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I will go to song for you. In your hall, I sat in the corner.
I have nothing to do in your world; My useless life can only produce aimless songs.
In your dark temple, when the bell of silent prayer strikes midnight, command me, my master, to stand before you.
I sang it before.
When the golden harp is tuned in the morning light, please give it to me and order me to come to you.
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I received the invitation of this world festival, and my life was blessed. My eyes saw the beautiful scenery, mine.
I also heard intoxicating music in my ears.
In this banquet, my task is to play music, and I tried my best to play it.
Now, I ask, has this moment finally arrived? I can go in and admire your face and pay my silent tribute.
A gift?
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I'm just waiting for love to finally give me to him. That's why I'm late. I'm responsible for the delay.
They will bind me tightly with laws and regulations; But I always avoid them because I only wait for love.
Finally give me to him.
People blame me and say that I ignore people; I also know that their accusations are justified.
The market has passed and the work of busy people has been completed. Those who told me not to get angry and go back. I am just waiting for love.
Finally put me in his hands.
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Clouds piled up and darkness deepened. Oh, love, why did you leave me waiting outside the door alone?
At the busiest time of work at noon, I am with everyone, but in this dark and lonely day, I only look forward to you.
If you don't allow me to meet you, if you abandon me completely, I really don't know how to spend this long rainy day.
I have been staring at the cloudy sky in the distance, and my heart sighs with the restless wind.
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If you don't speak, I will endure and fill my heart with your silence.
I will wait silently, like a sleepless night under the stars, and bow my head patiently.
The morning light will surely come, the darkness will disappear, and your voice will cut through the sky to place bets from Jin Quan.
At that time, your words will grow wings in every nest of mine, and your music will bloom in the flowers of my forest.
flourish
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The day when the lotus bloomed, alas, drifted in my mind unconsciously. My basket is empty, and I don't care about those flowers.
Ignore.
Every now and then, a sadness attacks me. I woke up from my dream and felt a strange smell in the south wind.
This kind of confused warmth makes my heart ache because of longing, and I feel as if I am longing for the perfect breath in summer.
I didn't know it was so close to me. It was mine. This perfect warmth is still in my mind.
Open in the depths.
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I have to get off my boat. Time is wasted on the shore-I can't stand it!
When the flowers bloom in spring, we say goodbye. Now it is everywhere, but I wait and stay.
The tide is getting bigger and bigger, and yellow leaves are falling on the shady beach on the river bank.
How empty your gaze is! Don't you think there is a surprise floating in the sky with the distant singing?
Coming?
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In the heavy shade of rainy July, you walk quietly, as quiet as night, avoiding all the watchers.
I closed my eyes this morning, ignoring the howling east wind, and a thick veil covered my eternal sobriety.
Blue sky.
The Woods stopped singing and everyone closed the door. You are a lonely pedestrian in this cold street. Ah, my only friend,
My dearest person, my door is open-don't walk like a dream.
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My friend, on this stormy night, are you still out on a sex trip?
The sky wails like a disappointed person.
I didn't sleep tonight. I keep opening the door and looking at the darkness, my friend!
I can't see anything. I don't know which way you are going!
It comes from the dark river bank, from the distant sad forest edge, through the dark winding path, you grope.
Come to me, my friend?
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If the day has passed, the birds stop singing, and the wind is tired, then cover me with thick black curtains.
Come on, as if you wrapped the earth in a sleeping quilt at dusk and gently closed the petals of a water lily.
Before the passenger's trip, the food bag was empty, the clothes were tattered, bloodstained and exhausted. You have removed his shyness.
Embarrassment revived his life like a flower in a kind night.
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In this sleepy night, let me surrender to sleep, believe you.
Let me not force my flagging spirit to prepare a perfunctory worship for you.
It is you who painted the night, covered the tired eyes during the day, and renewed them in the fresh joy of awakening.
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He came and sat next to me, but I didn't wake up. What a hateful sleep, alas, unfortunate me!
He came in the quiet night; Holding the piano in my hand, my dream soul resonated with his music.
Alas, why is it so wasteful every night? Oh, his breathing touched my sleep. Why can't I watch it?
See him?
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Lights, where are the lights? Light it with a burning torch of desire!
The lamp is here, but there is no flame-is this your destiny, my heart!
You might as well die!
Sorrow knocks at your door, and she sends word that your Lord is awake. He asked you to date in the dark.
Clouds covered the sky and it kept raining. I don't know what's bothering me-I don't understand.
Meaning.
A flash of lightning left a deeper darkness in my sight, and my heart was groping for the music of that night.
The road I call.
Lights, where are the lights? Light it with a burning torch of desire! Thunder rumbled and the wind roared.
Sky. The night is as black as a black rock. Don't let time pass in the dark. Light the lamp of love with your life.
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The net is tough, but it hurts when you want to tear it.
I just want to be free, but I am ashamed to hope for freedom.
I know priceless treasures are around you, and you are my best friend, but I can't bear to clear my house.
Vulgar.
I am covered with dust and death; I hate it, but I love it.
I am in debt, my failure is huge, and my shame is hidden and profound; But when I came to pray for my blessing, I
Tremble again, lest my prayers be answered.
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The man I imprisoned in my name was crying in prison. I build walls every day. When this
When the road wall towering into the sky, I was blocked by the shadow of the high wall and disappeared.
I am proud of this high wall, and I cover it tightly with sand, for fear that there is still a gap in the name and it will waste time.
After painstaking efforts, I can't see my true self.