We met.
But who should I choose?
Is it a smile that is always gentle and doting, or is it an arrogant and domineering shyness?
In the sunny summer, where should I go...
Raising wine to the moon to invite loneliness
The sunset of this life will go
Looking back at the palace, covered with cold rain
Green device for remaining bamboo
The window is cut and the person leans against the lamp
stand
The ancient tune of sand blowing becomes a flowing rhythm
The rains will be heavy in the coming summer
The cuckoo cries on the green hills
The beauty of the world
The Seven Mountains of Grudges
Holding bamboo slips with thousands of red tears in hand
The boat sails far into the white clouds
ett|
Red rust leans against the copper railing
Looking back it's getting late
logue
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The full text has been revised...
After the revision is completed, the entire text will be written in the third person. After all, writing is not an easy task.
Also, there are some differences between this article and the original work. If you feel uncomfortable reading it, just go to 54!
Hope for understanding.
Above.
P. S.
Maybe some places will shock some readers, and maybe some readers will have no desire to read any more after seeing the copy, right?
But what I want to say is like the one-sentence introduction I wrote:
How much surprise will Silver Gray Summer bring to you?
Maybe it's nothing, but I still hope you like it.
The dream of youth is nothing more than this.
Another: There is an urge to go on strike recently...
Great love... Touching...