Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Be in the place that Na Xue does not melt







That place

Have my coffin pit

The body lies in snow nest of Long Shan

Clever soul as spatio-temporal airship

Already flying Apsaras declines in the Milky Way

This not the day should snow again

But I am in underground however so special

Waiting to longing to looking

Always can have a surprise so momently

Qiu Shen month is full

Chrysanthemum is sweet cantabile






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