Blue two

Blue Blue plateau, let me dream dialogue with clouds, poem, Duige.  When I stepped onto the plateau I saw, a gurgling stream, Zhu Zhu grass emitted light flying.    Navy, let me dream of the naked body moved to the seabed.  When I sleep on the seabed when I found out that I forgot to bring an apple with an emotion-laden grass.    April 22, 2011 clear water clear water import my singing old songs overlooking the east all the way over the years, she has been at my side quietly flowing.She has been quietly helping me set the bleach time, clear water to lubricate the years my footprints ground into ink, coming up painting, poetry written out of mind now, I drink clear once again washed into the inner soul sing new songs eastward April 29, 2011

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