The wind jumps between Shan Lan.
The sky is extremely deep.
The distant mountains are gradually blurred by red leaves.
On the golden straw pile
There is sunshine and me.
We are all in a daze.
here
The pace of time
Extremely slow
Forget it. I wrote this for fun.
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Respondent: kouzi_ 1985 | Grade II.
Areas of expertise: novels, historical themes, folk customs and traditional poems.
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The questioner's evaluation of the answer:
Eight mistakes, eight mistakes, I don't need poems that people can't understand.