Chat at night

Saturday, August 29, 2015

It was dark outside the window, and the group chatted and laughed.

Ancient and rare as young and strong, happy and not homeless.

How sad it is

Sunday, August 30, 2015

The autumn wind is bleak and the rain is miserable, and the five are like roast chickens.

The few small families are poor, warm and full, and the beans are always separated.

There is no leap in the same bed, different dreams, and there is mourning for the death of the only son.

The descendants are still in love, and their dreams are haunted by indefinite dreams.

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