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◎ In the Woods
by Hu Xian
Memories are so long. Only when the significance of the linden tree
Is almost used up,
Can it be suitable for making music.
In the afternoon, the metasequoia trees look like a group of pilgrims,
The grayish white color of granite has a great truth.
"The wind suddenly stopped. The wings of the Chinese bulbul
Sliding into the space of thin meaning..."
The sun comes to the hermit's home, but the hermit
Not at home.
The Chinese parasol tree slaps the light spot on its hands,
The blue magpie is chirping, and someone is calling out
Using this chirping; while the beetles
Dressed in black, able to attend funerals at any time.
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世界并不常常温柔，而你，总会被爱的。
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