How to let you meet me
in this most beautiful moment for the
I have in front of the Buddha for 500 years
begged him to let us knot a carnal thoughts
Buddha in the I turned into a tree
long in that you pass the roadside
sun carefully full
blossoming flowers are my past life hope
when you close to me, please listen,
The quivering leaves are my waiting enthusiasm
and when you finally ignore through
in you fall behind a
friend, not by petals
is my withered heart.
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