Wednesday, February 16, 2011

East Wind Breaks

 A sadness alone stands beside the door, I pretended
you have not left
revisiting old ground, such as the full moon is more lonely candle
midnight clear I could not bear to blame pot of wandering wandering
difficult choking
warm memories of the wine after you take the thin
miss time how to steal the water to the east, to a mature flower
I miss
who played with an East Wind Breaks pipa
years saw a child falling off the wall
I remember that year we were still young and piano
and now I'm waiting faint
who you heard a song and then play the pipa East Wind Breaks < br> Maple Story staining the end I see through the road outside the fence
me take you through the first grass
along dirt diffuse very silent even break

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