Fire on the fluorescent Hill separates the lady from the left, and the lady can not reach the left. It is refreshing and refreshing to sleep.
Sleeping in the same breath, I suddenly realized in other countries.
Other countries are different from each other.
The ruins look at the smoke, and the wood falls into the ice.
Go up to each other, who would like to climb each other.
Passengers come from the north and leave me wandering.
There are hidden hedgehogs among the ordered servants.
Long kneeling and reading Yin Qi, the bitter voice is also sad, the words of each effort, the words of the next long cherish each other.
The Original Poetry: