Bright red
By Ren Zhengming
A light,
seems to be no.
In moist red ,
Blooming of somewhat naive,
Swinging out of the good mood.
A wisp of floating,
hanging a smile on the lips
Once lit,
The lanterns of Joe Grand Courtyard
Or, it’s a path,
Marching, with Taibai Lee,
Chessing or tasting;
Marching, in front of Slope Cuiwei ,
you can hear the voice of beautyYang tearing the cloth ,
Shakeing off the stars full of the sky.
Pluging the beautiful color,
into the bottle,
Still living,
Glimpses of the spring
Feeling the desire of fireworks
Bright redRen ZhengmingA light,
If there seems to be No.
Moist red in,Bloom of somewhat naive,
Swing out of the blue mood.A wisp of floating,
Are hanging on the lips to smile,Once lit,
Joe Grand Courtyard lanterns.Or, is a path,
Marching, and Lee taibai,Chess or tasting;Marching,
see towering in front of slope,
The voice of Yang Meiren from the,
Shake off the night stars.
The beautiful color,
Plug into the bottle,
Still living,Glimpses of,
Can feel the desire of fireworks作者: 素素 时间: 2013-11-29 12:51
