不卖酒啦,老是钱不钱的惹得一身俗气,留着自己喝了,一杯62年达摩下肚,瞬间文采飞扬,来交流一下我写的诗吧:
Be cheerful to light dark corners up
Thereby dandelions fly surround petals
Feeling the love from oceans apart
Lead me to pass through the gloomy forest
Compose songs of love between rose lips
Feast mildness from the clearance of cloud
Lethargic Sun as all cloudy days
Glimpse with a smile and turn you on
Look up the sky, searching for your twinkle eyes
Mood of poem flows from the sliver light
The poem beautifys you as you do it back
Frolic spirits come to my dream