Rose garden
Bright night
I came to the rose garden.
I took off the laurel of poetry.
The armor of the thick earth
Rose Garden Rose Garden
We live next to a stunning beauty.
As if living on the moon.
We talked about the beautiful figure in the Buddha's light.
Water your beautiful garden with snow water.
We talked about Dante.
And his eternal Beatrice.
And the kingdom of heaven, the journey of eternal pilgrims
Sichuan, the rose garden in my poem.
You were born there, as beautiful as the morning star.
How beautiful and bright the bright night is.
It seems that we will talk about roses all night until the beautiful morning star.
rise