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| the red rose |
| 发信人: 经卷师学竹 版面: 灌水广播 浏览: 304 回复: 0 |
| 1 楼 经卷师学竹 发表于: 2025/2/20 4:42:47 编辑 |
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the red rose:
how gently it is/ when the moonlight is shining/ under the wind /which is more refreshing, the little rain is falling slowly/ and her heart is beating, the leaves is wantonly falling/when she is secretly crying, the cup full of coffee/ is buckling a red rose this time, he pick it to pretend smelling/and feel the gentle of she, elegant woman is probing/ whether he was regretting. a red rose is so gentle and exquisite, how many times /she have get and feel it? the love is a thousand turns and times, no wonder she/ had been openning /and given to him vagueness, but my rose your highness/is his comforting/after drinking, and your tears is given to his taste, how can he cherish/the only time /of the rose openning/for the true love of she, he is helplessly saying/the regretting of not cherishing, her tears is to be watering/ the true love for him, every pieces of she/is most beautifully and so gently/to showwing/ the true love for his learning. |