The five laws are drunk on the beautiful mountain snow red sun, and the tobacco village sings birds. The sky is thousands of miles long, and the snow is as deep as a mountain. Good times add new rhymes, and good times are easy to get old. The countryside welcomes the inkers, and the community is drunk with poetry.
author:An alcoholic who loves poetry
Five Laws Drunken Beauty Mountain Snow
The red sun hangs on its head, and the tobacco village sings birds. The sky is thousands of miles long, and the snow is as deep as a mountain.
Good times add new rhymes, and good times are easy to get old. The countryside welcomes the inkers, and the community is drunk with poetry.
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