#Drunken Rain Xuan's poem #"Not used to" Summer, I am vaguely used to sleeping with a frog at night, accustomed to being aroused by birds and finches in the early morning until, losing you are not used to it at once, quiet day and night vaguely remember,
author：Drunken Rain Xuan
#醉雨轩的诗 #
"Not Used to It"
Summer, I'm still faint
It is customary to fall asleep at night with frogs chirping
Get used to being aroused by birds and finches in the early morning
Until, losing you
Suddenly unaccustomed, quiet day and night
I vaguely remember that there was rain that night
Like the pole who sobbed before parting
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Tong easily waved goodbye
In the land of sunset, yellow leaves gradually accumulate
More unaccustomed coldness
Wait for an autumn rain to stop
Obviously your departure
It was only one night
As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt that the mountains and rivers were already autumn
Not used to even cold dreams
None of you
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2022.08.29 Yuluzhou
#Drunken Rain Xuan's poem #"Not used to" Summer, I am vaguely used to sleeping with a frog at night, accustomed to being aroused by birds and finches in the early morning until, losing you are not used to it at once, quiet day and night vaguely remember,
#Drunken Rain Xuan's poem #"Not used to" Summer, I am vaguely used to sleeping with a frog at night, accustomed to being aroused by birds and finches in the early morning until, losing you are not used to it at once, quiet day and night vaguely remember,
#Drunken Rain Xuan's poem #"Not used to" Summer, I am vaguely used to sleeping with a frog at night, accustomed to being aroused by birds and finches in the early morning until, losing you are not used to it at once, quiet day and night vaguely remember,
