Had a drink

Zhuangxing's wine

There you have it

The reason for the crane of idle clouds

Let the sky be high and the wilderness is wide

Lotus chrysanthemum thin

Lonely walking

Deserted ferry

— — —

Sing a melancholy song

Thousands of entanglements

I put my mind at ease

What flowers before the moon

Good night and eternal day

Not anymore

Touched by gentle eyes

— — —

Looked at a wordless book

The earthly world

And it became empty

Let him sing the strings

Strange encounters

It's all just

Lost by the years

Waiting for the harvest of autumn

2017.03.15

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