Undulating waves of the beat I put my mind spinning straw into the sky,
moving in May to draw a gust of wind carrying the arc,
and landed on my head, ah,
the moon day in the summer of head rotation.
Whole field condensed into this simple round
This is mother with straw weaving last night
Moonlight and dew was also she made up in
Also the woven into these sauterelles.
And Noon, I pillow straw in the broad field nap
Then there are a bunch of vibrato slide past my dreams
Whole field condensed into this perfectly round and round
Nature language simple
Like the loops of ripple
In the hot sun told the shade halcyon
Just walk in the mother’s twitter
GuXi a also can tolerate a journey
Whole field condensed into this golden round
Undulating waves of the beat I put my mind spinning straw into the sky,
moving in May to draw a gust of wind carrying the arc,
and landed on my head, ah,
the moon day in the summer of head rotation.
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