I see, the bright York’
I the sky.
A spark, illuminates my eyes,
I am blinded with a yellow glow,
The colour yellow,
I feel, I have aged
The stains that show our past, and
Reminds me, of how I passed.
The memory of yellows everywhere.
A Singh of summertime.
The sweet smile of sunshine.
The colour of life.
The glimmers and dazzles our sight,
I set eyes on the Sandy deserts.
Highlighted by Mother Nature.
Then, the memory of my life.
Sour life lemons
And spicy like peppers.
But also the sweetness of com..
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Love your relatives and friends when they are still near you! I like to hear your voice.
滄海一聲笑!滔滔兩岸潮,浮沉隨浪只記今朝。蒼天笑,紛紛世上潮,誰負誰勝出天知曉。江山笑,煙雨遙,濤浪遙…
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