Rose Rosy

the start tag By the Chinese poet fengwenshu My space 's small emperaror-my son- As a Roseate for endless routh, When unborn my son, Lived in lofly belly of a flowering tree of dreaming. And fire phoenix fly, like one single moonlight_azure, In phoenix's body breed, In rosy rose had Vomit and lent to the nigths, hills, Rivers, grasss, groves, And greatures.her sweetly joy and Fire of love, I sangs upon my son, with words of cloud_white and, Or words of green water of flows, Day after day, month after month, And i made meselves a little cicada, In apparel, sometimd, I being katydid, a skirt_green, sometime, I made meselves a orchid, In white apparel, sometime, I turns a petty siklworm, In white robe, simetime, I into Nature 's greatures, To body of flowering tree of dreaming flew, As if a dragonfly, came to dim bamboos, Of summer, And my firegod_minor me sings Or told, for my fairgod_ minor Being lonely, stir and peaceless, I become one single flower's sweetly, Or Music of heavy sweet, kissed my son_my ideal, As shepherd kissed his snowsheep_small, And passed sun, moon stars's kingdom, This flower's sweetly.true, twelve years My little flower_spirit grew in milks Of spirit, and milks Of spirit, art me created [Shao Music] of my own, Like infant of cloud_dark grew in milks, With red magma, true, twelve years My little flower_spirit grew in milks Of spirit, and milks Of spirit, art me created [Shao Music] of my own, Like infant of cloud_dark grew in milks, With red magma, true, twelve years My little flower_spirit grew in milks Of spirit, and milks Of spirit, art me created [Shao Music] of my own, Like infant of cloud_dark grew in milks, With red magma, true, twelve rears My little flower_spirit grew in milks Of spirit, and milks. and the end tag