A cool wind has blown early morning Extend a lazy waist to move outside eye window The lotus yesterday withered The lotus head that remain But in wind in pulling, sway The green of little Can't petition of opposite life persuade to stay Although have shallow grief But the despair that is pair of future anything but The highbrow art and literature of some day Just be the force that it will rise abruptly tomorrow |
Orignal From: The flower withered
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