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The road is too quiet, put on a music bar there is a cloud in the blue sky I want to paint her as my own figure so that you can see me in the westward slanting sun missing the moonlight rushing to the ground at night

author:Desert Cold 5692

It's so quiet on the road, let's put on a piece of music

There was a cloud in the blue sky

I wanted to paint her as my own

Let you look up

You can see me in

The west-sloping sun misses the moonlight at night

Hurriedly sketched the outline of the tree on the ground

Just look forward to meeting each other

Let the road stretch into the distance to find the traces of dreams

It was so quiet on the road

It is easy for a person to meet the reverie of the heart

Put on a piece of music

Just listen to the song that made me "Accompany You with My Heart"

The road ahead is turning

The most hopeful thing you meet around the corner is love

It could also be lucky

I struggled to spot clover in the green belt

The cherry blossoms have fallen again

The leaves of the French sycamore are thick and dripping in front of the community

The aroma of osmanthus flowers is still far away on the road

Who in the azalea bushes was still smiling sweetly

Thoughts are like flying butterflies

One chased after the other and landed on the glass in the corner

I put a small poem on the co-pilot's window

Then tilt your head ð ¤ waiting for you to spoil and say "naughty"

#Sour Life# #Original Poetry#

Poetry Original/2022.05.10@Desert Qinghan 5692

The road is too quiet, put on a music bar there is a cloud in the blue sky I want to paint her as my own figure so that you can see me in the westward slanting sun missing the moonlight rushing to the ground at night
The road is too quiet, put on a music bar there is a cloud in the blue sky I want to paint her as my own figure so that you can see me in the westward slanting sun missing the moonlight rushing to the ground at night
The road is too quiet, put on a music bar there is a cloud in the blue sky I want to paint her as my own figure so that you can see me in the westward slanting sun missing the moonlight rushing to the ground at night

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