Tiger pounce pays tribute to Kobe Bryant's English poems

This is an article published by the great god "Fomy 19 1 1" in Hupu in 2007.

Lost,

Tired,

Being delirious,

Who are the real friends?

There is no bread,

Lose one's mind,

I did it out of respect.

Something I'll never understand.

So, please.

Give me a break.

I really need it.

Because it's too late,

Too soon,

It will never last.

Maybe the memory will stop,

But never forget what I lost.

Take off the color,

Say goodbye to California,

That's my home,

But leaving is real.

Too many things have happened.

Before deciding what to do.

No 8,

Without 24 hours,

There is only one city, Los Angeles.

No love.

I gave you three chances to become a champion.

I let you win.

I spent my whole life building a new glory road for you.

But you,

Throw me away.

Throw stones at me, spit in my eyes,

Love me and let me die!

It's too noisy

It almost drives me crazy.

It's been a long time.

It may be blood left behind,

But this is my work ...

The following is an article published by Tiger Fighter Smith Kobe Bryant 20 16 for Kobe Bryant who is about to retire (for reference only). Surround the children, listen to you,

Children, come and listen.

I'll sing you a story about a Philadelphia man.

I sing a story about a boy in Philadelphia.

He can run for a few days,

He can run day and night.

Lift the whole mountain.

He can lift mountains.

His name is Kobe Bryant,

His name is Kobe Bryant.

A man without a soul.

A man who sacrificed his soul.

Kobe's hand

Kobe's hand

They worked miracles.

Created a miracle.

His roaring anger,

His roar was full of flames of anger.

His eyes sharpened the sickle.

His eyes are as sharp as a sickle

His heart shattered the stone,

His heart shattered the rock.

His will melted steel.

His will melts steel.

People cheered,

They cheered for him.

They fight and pee.

They quarreled and were angry with him.

They cried and prayed,

They used to cry and pray.

They are sad, they release.

They used to be very sad, but later they let it go.

We drink to our youth, for the passage of time,

Let's drink to our youth and to those old times.

Because Kobe's time is coming to an end.

Let's drink to the coming Kobe era.

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