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Today I passed by Post Road,
There the great mansions are located.
Following the arrows flying,
I got the last place where you were hiding.
Modern Poetry is over fifty years old, then
A guy said:“ My grandpa’s, pay what you can.”
Your handwriting, your sigh and smile,
Between pages mixed with a moldy smell.
I put the book in the sunshine in my home,
Now you’ll feel bright and warm.
I know some years later, somewhere,
My fate will be the same as well.
Sept. 28, 2013
My first English Poem
(第一首英诗习作,很可能 “通身罅漏,触目疮瘢”。
万望城内外网客,友朋,同好,里手及方家不吝赐教。
趣图由网络顺来,谢谢制作。)
谢谢来访,多交流!
小燕子好!含桃花谢杏花开,杜宇新啼燕子来。
惭愧大诗。小诗一首,just practice my English.
五一并周末愉快!
周末问好!