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Love you, my hair already is old
The Heart doesn’t know way to talk these dream words
If I met you from long time
I would not tangle melon frame and aubergine garden
If you didn’t have someone
Eglantine blossoms bud when flowers are not scare
If in the prime of life
West Lake dried up, Ba VI was leaned
If I had mad blood
Built semicircular lake, bought boat to play
If it doesn’t have the Sun
Let you visit the foreign country for enjoying
If I had lot of gold, amount of treasures
I hired caster, your statue was everywhere
It the samsara exists
Next incarnation, I only wait the girl today
If, it sounds well
Knowing widen sky, the cloud flies somewhere…
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My neiborhood is not big, but it has a nice view. But, some year recently, people often do not take rubbish into recycle bins, walk on the grass, use more dirty energy, noise pollution,.... So I dis something much. Althought my neighbor is so dirty, peole here improve themselevs. I my neighborhood because it's my homeland, the peole here so friendly, there are a lot of parks, supermarkets, schools,... here.
My best friend is Lan. We have known each other since we were 10 years old. If I were to describe how she looks I would say she is very pretty. She has long black hair a straight nose and a small pointed chin. She is quite slim. She doesn t like to dress up so I usually see her wearing jeans and a T - shirt. She has a very nice personality and a wonderful sense of humour but she can also get a little depressed from time to time.
I lived in Boulder, Colorado for most of my adult life. It's a broad mix of socio-economic statuses but overall it's a very liberal town that's often compared to the likes of Austin, Santa Cruz, San Fran, or Portland. My house was in the south eastern end of town and was three houses down from an elementary school. It was set a few blocks in from the highway so while access was convenient there was no road noise, and I was about a block away from the nearest two lane (each way) road. CU Campus was about a 14 block walk west and if you could get a line of sight from the trees the Flatirons were clearly visible in the same direction. Neighbors ranged from college students, to middle aged professionals to even a few retirees.
Sa pa
Sa pa, already came
Slightly slanted, mountainside town is faltering to you
Dying indigo hand still be the new
Flax mixes with the young crescent moon
Embroidery skirt blinds these mountains
Silver necklace clings fresh bosom
What be caught the footstep
What be indistinct as close as far
What be like jade like jewel
What be like bud like flower
Isn’t H’mong ethnic tradition?
You dress like this so have you married?
When you smile, your eyes are ogle
Wine is enough to drunk, Sapa become so crazy about
Hand finds hand
And human and mountain just dyed indigo colour…
Sapa
Sapa had recently landed
Mountain City faltered tilted under me
Hand dyed indigo blue still raw
Roll with crescent moon flax silk premature
Mountain flowers embroidered skirt curious
Antique chest arrogant attachment rings spring
What slurred footsteps
What almost as far lãng
Nothing like pearl ivory
Nothing like as flower buds floating
Such customs or Mongolia
Dress how you married or not?
Kids laughing eyes swinging
Sapa witty drunk enough alcohol
Hand look to the hand
And the color indigo and mountains has spread ...