Why can not I turn into a green grass
That will be resurrected in the spring of next year?
Then I will show the eternal universe
The beauty of life with the green of mine!
Why can not I turn into the restless tides
That will set off the blue waves like the human song or cry on the shore?
The world is filled with the constant loneliness,
Only the moon in the sky listens to my song up and down.作者: 芳草斜阳 时间: 2013-12-16 08:32
