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I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,
Save it forever.-Save it,
Folding into a very small boat,
Throw it into the sea from the boat.
Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,
Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still fold it every day without losing heart,
I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.
Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home.
1August 27, 923
Bing Xin's Poem After Rain
Green. The treetops glistened with golden light.
The square has become an ocean!
A group of barefoot children are in the water,
Happy as a fairy.
Little brother stepped on the water hard,
How high is the splash?
He shouted: "Sister, be careful, slip!"
He just ran away!
He patted his muddy pants,
He said, "Shit, shit!"
And his happy red face,
But it exudes excitement and pride.
My little sister has two short pigtails,
Follow these muddy pants closely,
She bit her lip,
Grab the skirt,
Run gently and carefully,
I wish I could.
What a beautiful fall!