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
Copyright © Fengwenshu Sanglin | Year Posted 2012
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