Poetry about Kobe Bryant

Remember 1996, I was young and ignorant. Dreaming of yesterday, ten years of blood and tears. It's too early to shake your belief in ups and downs. At the beginning of the dynasty horn, rivers and lakes surged. Dreams are half in vain, and the army sees the arrogance of heaven. Waiting to see the rainy Hongqiao, it happened, it happened It also conforms to the Zijin Dynasty.

well

To Kobe Bryant.