本帖最后由 诗歌之王 于 2012-12-13 14:15 编辑
After the death of brother the third,
I got three particular dreams
One is how to bury yourself with chains of tourists
One is how precious is your favorite is rotten and kept
One is why should you not to go the honorable mention place
Forgive me, my smiling grandfather, died at 81=9*9
When he's bored before his death, he said
"I jail in the money, you must cure me"
My father the twice and my dad slept him away
To farewell only the father the first
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发表于 2012-12-14 08:14
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