13 décembre 2011

The earth turns into mud in the spring

Last night I heard leaves pule,   Silent embrace Earth.   Lots of autumn wind blows fell kisses,   The earth turns into mud in the spring.   Deep-lying and tree rings.   Another quarter of a burden.   Autumn melancholy!   Hopes that the species in the next quarter
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