Chapter 10 ten

sun like a snake Swimming at the base of the cold wall blinds closed Those eyes that looked out to the sea have been asleep smooth railing Stairs with fallen leaves It's like a page of unmovable memory Only Christmas flowers and cypress leaning on the wall waiting in eager silence but no one came as long as there is a gust of wind The wind will invite the thirsty trees to dance Cornflowers sway rhythmically like a teased girl as long as there is a little sound might startle The Italian clock deep in the building twilight shiver covered the sunset The winding path by the garden, who

Coming and going away a barren and forgotten heart an outdated pop song My sadness is because of your shining Raise a circle of faint light --Inscription one on your chest I have become a singing iris The breeze of your breath blows me under a tinkling moonlight with your wide palm temporary cover me two can i dream now snow.big forest ancient wind chime and leaning tower can i have a real christmas tree covered with Skates, Pipers and Fairy Tales Show off joy like fireworks and fountains can i run down the street laughing three where is my little basket Autumn harvest with grass growing in my fertile field

where's my old kettle Thirsty lunch break under my scaffolding my never tied bow My English practice: I love you, love you My folded and elongated figure under the street lamp my countless times The tears that flowed out and swallowed and also and also Do not ask me Why do you turn slightly in the dream The past is like a cricket hiding in the corner whimpering softly Four let me have a peaceful dream do not leave Me that very short street We've come a long, long time let me have a peaceful dream don't alarm me ignore the circling crows As long as there is no cloud in your eyes

let me have a ridiculous dream don't laugh at me I want to walk into your lines of poetry every day Come back to your side every night, crimson Let me have a crazy dream forgive and tolerate my tyranny When I say: You are mine!you are mine Darling, don't blame me... i even long for Thousands of waves of enthusiasm drown you thousands of times Fives when we are head to head Like riding a high-speed train to the moon The world makes a sharp howl and falls backwards time spins wildly falling like an avalanche when we look at each other quietly The soul is like a field in a painting exhibition

vortex vortex sunshine Draw us to go deeper silence, fullness, harmony six that's it sitting in the dark holding hands Listen to the old yet young voice in our hearts Even if a king knocks on the door you don't have to bother but…… seven etc?what is that?what sound Awaken the scarlet beat in my veins when i'm dizzy ever sober sea what is that?whose will open the eyes of my body and soul "Take up your cross every day follow me" Eight umbrella dream Fly like a dandelion surrounded by mountains Nine Bougainvillea of ​​my emotions You would rather live and die

back to your stormy slopes don't shake on the vase wild swan in my nature even if you bear a gunshot wound Also across the unsheltered winter Don't miss the spring scenery with railings However, my name and my beliefs entered the runway at the same time A single record representing a nation i have no right to rest dash of life no end, only speed ten Towards the sky that will make the highest verdict I raised my face Wind, you can take me but i still have my heart Recognition of the rights of the unjustly happy eleven hold up your lamp darling Follow me on my way

Let me spread far with my poems The bell of ideal is in the hometown behind the swamp, the night is so soft The lights and the city cluster in my arms, the lights arch Let my lines continue to trek with me The avenue writhed its tentacles and yelled: Can't pass The land criss-crossed by springs has handed over the signposts to the flowers twelve I walked through the city streets with intertwined steel teeth and walked towards the square I walked into the pumpkin shed, walked out of the highland barley field, and went deep into the wilderness life keeps casting me A heavy yoke on one side and a corolla on the other

but no one knows I'm still your stupid girl who can't do arithmetic No matter how the symphony of the times sweeps away my echo You can still recognize my unique voice Thirteen i stand up straight Tasteless, proud, extraordinarily young a storm of pain in the bottom of my heart the sun on the forehead My yellow skin is bright and transparent My black hair is thick and lush Chinese mother To your sons and daughters who answer Rename fourteen call me your "birch seedling" Your "little blue star", mother if the bullets come just hit me first I smile, my eyes are very clear

slipped slowly from mother's shoulders don't cry, saffron blood, burn on your crest ... fifteen until then, beloved don't be sad Although no one Raise the light-colored dress Through the alleys where cicadas sound like rain knock on your stained glass windows Although no more naughty hands ring the alarm clock Annoyed and said: Now everyone is in your place go back on your course You don't want to be on a jade base shape my simple image Don't even accompany the lonely guitar Turn the calendar back page by page sixteen your position under that flag ideal brightens pain

This is my entrustment to the olive tree for you The last sentence come to me with the dove come to me in the morning you will learn from people's love find me find your singing irises she went with the tide The night is coming to an end, the stars and the moon are faint when i'm tired asleep on her pillow Dreaming of tallow tree, the tide against the light The shadow of a smile is on her lips fly from time to time She went with the ebb, my mother darkness gathers around her And I fell asleep, the wind come in quietly in her hospital bed withered red roses she went with the tide

But can't go back with the tide let the past around her drift Let the voice looking for her be filled with tears all day long The orange tree she tended has grown in honor of her fruit who can give it to She went with the ebb, my mother how i regret now With the power of youth and love can you take her back at dawn Let me be in a place where people's hearts are close to the source for mothers erect a modest obelisk one's life should have many stops I wish every platform There is a lamp in the fog Although no one uses shoulders anymore block the howling wind with frozen fingers Tuck in the white scarf for me Wish the lights were on like tonight Even if the ice and snow cover every road There are still people who set out for the distance we are doomed to be lost Countless days and nights I just ask to be left with me a peaceful morning crumpled handkerchief spread out on a wet bench you open the blue note There is the sound of overnight rain under the mango tree write two lines of poetry and go I remember written on the path by the lake your footprints and figure If there is no parting and reunion If you dare not bear the joy and sorrow what is the meaning of the soul what is life