Poetry

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Lines (of China Opera)

You said, I am the treasure you found among all sentient beings, and you are just a piece of confusion in the vicissitudes of life.

I said, you are my only light source in the deep sea, and I am just a pile of iron sheets in the long night.

Whether the treasure enriches the seeker or the seeker endows the treasure with priceless value is debatable.

But if two people have never met anyone, they will lose their color, which is a definite answer.

poetic sentiment

I hid at the bottom of the sea, like sinking into a long dream.

Hide under the gravel layer

The light of the past is almost swallowed up by the night.

And my rusty past life

Buried by the weight of the sea.

Try to struggle, try to wave

Trying to make the world see me again.

Can be a distant heart, and finally stay at the origin.

It's not like underwater treasure.

Quietly waiting for exploration

I'll give her all my incredible.

She will give me what I think is frivolous redemption.

I have never heard from you.

Who were you and who will you be?

My dying heart is oppressed by the sea.

When I see your faint light

A weak recovery has begun.

It is too early to be satisfied.

I tried, and I'm still trying.

The face blurred by the waves in your dream

After seeing the golden light I inadvertently reflected.

Am I on the other side?

A draw stopped the other team.

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