precipitation
There is a dream that draws you and me into the hero of the poem
cleverly cuts the image. With the help of images,
the warmth and gentleness of you and me are depicted abundantly
silent love lasts forever in Mika
in that world of you and me
in that New Year's Eve
you and I are pushed out of the horizon
We are like two seeds
budding. Keep a ray of warm sun
watch the rehearsal of the lantern festival in front of the court. Angry firecrackers
Look at the feast on the table
Look at the reunion
Strong and sincere feelings are released in the excitement
Beautiful and gentle' language
Affectionate and moving
Real and vivid pictures
Forgot your direction
Forgot which warm picture you captured
Forgot where you were. > an arc opened in my eyes
It turned out to be a precipitation
The dream was awake
New Year's Eve
On New Year's Eve, it hung on the calendar
It was lovingly watching us
Waiting for us to meet the kiss of 217
Standing at the port of the year
There was a strange voice not far away
Uncle, I bought a lighter
and dropped a dollar
It was more lively than the children's laughter shaped by my lines
Strings of firecrackers streaked and shouted
The firecrackers were the times
Sleeping was history
Waking up was life
365 days
Falling at your fingertips
Even children didn't pretend
Maybe. Bowls of fried meatballs, kisses, joys and sorrows
A heart lamp lights up this evening. New Year's Eve is here, and the night is dark. But a heart lamp lights up the front. It lights up the direction for you and me. It bakes out the
fragrance of missing. It's
Happy New Year's Eve
This year.