Ai Hao I know, that rusty hook The mother is being used again bow coarse hand Grind it bright An Ai Hao a faint scent A bunch of Ai Hao aroma is tangy Begin to be in like a sweat maternal face is genteel drip Very fast sweatily, the eye risks golden light Because carried midday to arrive, the mother wants the intention Hold the love that gives have one's bosom filled with in both hands I know li of deep feeling with full of face Period made, longing, care, be very fond of with hold a memorial ceremony for I know, this is traditional implicit deep justice Now is noonday days Ai Hao relies on to be by the side of the door, the mother sits before hall The knotweed part of a historical period that uses faint scent wraps a zhongzi Cut moxa The woman goes cutting on the sloping field after the village moxa Become Ai Cao repeatedly What do not have woman concealed in summer is shock with exuberance in In the blue waves that concealed did not move in cool breeze stroke The woman is ticking off a waist, grasp sickle single-handed Skill approach moxa, extend small knife into Ai Cao's rootstock. One knives goes down The sort of powerful odour Diffuse from inside the Ai Cao that cuts come out This is familiar with so that have bit of pungent taste Resemble affective fuse, at a draught Detonated upright midday, calcination I |
Orignal From: Upright midday (2)
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