Blue Moon

... slient night ...

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Night in House

夜晚，庭院，女孩

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Leave

Augest poetry

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Summer Wind

In the summer’s fervent, heated breath, The wind caresses, soft against my cheek. It speaks in whispers, tales of love and death, And leaves me lost, adrift, alone, unique.

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hesitate

This is the explanation I have found

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夏

我可否将你比作夏日

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