SPRING – By Xiao Kaiyu
Just as I call you, heroic!
Let me go down well.
Spring! That stuff!
I hate the intelligence clear and talkative.
I hate the old hypocrite,
most insidious of young hypocrite,
enters the life, huh, life, in a lie
as it gives the love!
Its rich contrast,
my secret developed intimacy
flights mourners.
To proceed winding streets between mountains.
And here, I free.
Ah, a faux pas! I want to leave.”
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