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A lifetime, a mixture of rivers and lakes, a pair of feet
Paddle, keep paddling, stretching
The tension of life
Through the storm, ancestors
Sewn down jacket
On a hot day, I can't take it off
Swallow the sharp edge of the wave and put everything uneven
Step on your feet
Wild ducks, witness the reeds of Balang
From spring buds to gray hair
With morning song, swaying sail shadows
Bundle up the rivers and lakes
People salvage the sunrise of livelihood
Gah, a simple vocalization
It is an ancient and modern score
Pouring from the laryngeal cavity, high-pitched, loud
Express the warmth and coldness of the lake
Inconstancy. all
Joy and sorrow, translated in one word
It is the simplest story in the world
Flat mouth, the most primitive predator
Clumsy, roaming, pecking bitterly
Dumber than it is a fish shrimp river bug
Quench in the belly pocket
Hatched eggs, green shell
Divine, the most perfect face shape in the world
Innocence and redness of the heart only confirm one heavenly truth
Whatever changes
Duck eggs, or raw