张打铁
幼苗
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AT a night of forty-five years old
Suddenly I thought of her youth eyes
Thought of the summer day of her sixteen years old
From the hillside towards him slowly
The sunshine was so glaring outsaid the woods
But her skirt was so whiteness
Also remembered the hills full of tea trees
Sky full of floating clouds and full ears' cicada voice
In the slient ,slient woods
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1年前
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