The fair night_holy love wooing day

[The fair night_holy love wooing day]

2008,2,15,0,47

Where,that now,fair night_holy Love
Wooing day with his breaked,bleeding mind,
Night with a pottery plate of the yang shao time
In his both hand.
That night.s breaked,bloody mind in a pottery plate did put,
And like to a milk_maid with milk_clean white
In her both hand.

That now although night.s mind hath breaked ,bloody,
But,respected,stood holy love,s burning that holy
Love,s will,stood tallest stately unfall that the spirit
Of dauntless valiant.
And like to stood king of hills-Xi ma la ya hill near stars that tallest,on the Earth,s shoulder.

O why, people gives me hatafuled,
Gives me cursed,gives me insulted,
Did my bosom tread,
And because i lov,d thee,
Lov,d thee,lov,d thee,
Men did me hatefuled,did me cursed,
Did me wrong, tread my mind.
And when am i that me own mind in my both hand,
Will my mind i do donate unto thee,
And like to a pilgrim with a saint implement
In pilgrim,s both hand,
But, people hath striked down my mind,
From my both hand,
Hath my honourn humiliated,
Breaked full of flower sweet of love my mind,
As horse of the dance,breaked head
Of infant,at land.
Thou taking a flower_basket,that collecting to laugh heartily moonlight
Of heavy sweet,
Thou upon fair bank,that very time.
O why, people gives me hatafuled,
Gives me cursed,gives me insulted,
Did my bosom tread,
And because i lov,d thee,
Lov,d thee,lov,d thee,
Men did me hatefuled,did me cursed,
Did me wrong, tread my mind.
And when am i that me own mind in my both hand,
Will my mind i do donate unto thee,
And like to a pilgrim with a saint implement
In pilgrim,s both hand,
But, people hath striked down my mind,
From my both hand,
Hath my honourn humiliated,
Breaked full of flower sweet of love my mind,
As horse of the dance,breaked head
Of infant,at land.
Thou taking a flower_basket,that collecting to laugh heartily moonlight
Of heavy sweet,
Thou upon fair bank,that very time.
O why, people gives me hatafuled,
Gives me cursed,gives me insulted,
Did my bosom tread,
And because i lov,d thee,
Lov,d thee,lov,d thee,
Men did me hatefuled,did me cursed,
Did me wrong, tread my mind.
And when am i that me own mind in my both hand,
Will my mind i do donate unto thee,
And like to a pilgrim with a saint implement
In pilgrim,s both hand,
But, people hath striked down my mind,
From my both hand,
Hath my honourn humiliated,
Breaked full of flower sweet of love my mind,
As horse of the dance,breaked head
Of infant,at land.
Thou taking a flower_basket,that collecting to laugh heartily moonlight
Of heavy sweet,
Thou upon fair bank,that very time.

That now although night.s mind hath breaked ,bloody,
But,respected,stood holy love,s burning that holy
Love,s will,stood tallest stately unfall that the spirit
Of dauntless valiant.
And like to stood king of hills-Xi ma la ya hill near stars that tallest,on the Earth,s shoulder.

Where,that now,fair night_holy Love
Wooing day with his breaked,bleeding mind,
Night with a pottery plate of the yang shao time
In his both hand.
That night.s breaked,bloody mind in a pottery plate did put,
And like to a milk_maid with milk_clean white
In her both hand.

Where,that now,fair night_holy Love
Wooing day with his breaked,bleeding mind,

by  Chinese poet

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