International Poetry and Wonder World
Author: Muzi
Qinghai-Tibet Alpine Jiangnan Fine Water Weak Water Three Thousand I Only Drink One Cup,
The snow of the Mohe River is full of smoke and the smoke of your heartbeat to intoxicate me.
The quiet street of the hazy moon is half dreaming and half awake and still blossoming thanksgiving,
The legend of love illuminates the night in an instant with your heartbeat.
I want you to accompany me through the world of miracles is passionate,
I want you to spoil me and swear only to love me to rewrite all history.
You want me to coax me to talk about one thousand and one nights and let the dream continue to spread wild,
This love frenzy is so fierce that it will last a lifetime.
To put it bluntly: Sleepless nights