Number of Nanxi Nanji Island Star

- Nanxi
I once did a dream, as if it's in this river.
Stacked in the middle of the river a number of small gravel beach.
Lonely island without a bridge, if it is a game,
There are numerous space in the door, go there from shore shore liu.
Dreams, mist collection from both sides of the mountain, through to the summer sun, just by water dripping.
This more or less so, I suspect, I must love daydreaming.
1 in a bamboo raft, I would pause only blue dragonflies, not because of tiredness,
Are so many rivers to spend a small vortex to live, and
You want to, I have countless eyes, and this endless vortex,
My head would also be opened to kettle.
Some people will be laughing, a pair of dimples,
Here, there are many, they are floating, afloat, drift, may also be where you are,
Is the root wraps, no longer able to escape.
As the leaves or duckweed, more like people's lives.
If a vortex is a public, one is the mother, the
You guess on where they go,
They do meet,
Mutual understanding that they would do,
"River-ching and the love scene (xi1), may peck my feet eyes..."
I mix them into the foot, they crazy, escaped.
Who are engaged in who engage in it?
That alchemy is the old man?
( "Make you a good comfortable, good cool cool")
Sprinkled Yi Bayan, right?
Dregs of salt per tablet, melting the surrounding pure H2O, so that the child had faint wind, and
Playing on the water transfer.
Salt case of fire, will be issued a special impulse of light,
They certainly on the water has a similar effect.
After listening to the water's face is a smile, let me intoxicated.
I understand that water, because I was doing the water, you are also.
(If you are a popsicle, then, often they will be Tim, Tim is that he has had)

If I have to do you dress on the green with the blue river,
If I have to do your hair, you dance with the wind and fog,
If I have to do to your perfume, that is, peppers and sun.
Oh, done, and then I want to drunk to bottle you.

"walking walking in my dream land, ...
ah ~ ah ~ ah --- ... "
Home rolled the old tapes,
Is Billy Joel's The Rive of Dreams.

- Jia-Rong

Ka-wing eating watermelon,
Watermelon long potbellied,
Is also very greedy,
Just look at it back then swallowed the blades, and
Appetite is not big mouth, no less than swallow a knife handle it,
Residues, and belly bursting, all shy pulp.
Well OK, as long as the sweet, I eat, take-all,
Insects, all of which sugar trend of mother.

Nanji Island beach a few people say that the number of stars, the stars are right that,
Unfortunately, however, only one could see the stars in heaven,
The number of finished, you can go back to sleep.
Most people would be when I was a pig, do not count.
Duo1shu3, ren2hui4dang1wo3shi4zhu1, bu2hui4shu3su4.

Best Regard
Sincerely Yours
Garlong

Author: garlong