Smile-themed poems, articles, music

With a smile from you, there are birds of prey, there are estates, with a smile from you, there is splendor, there is heart, even the trains that are heading for prosperity, in the rice fields with you, are nothing more than floating compost in the river gullies, in the snowy rushes of the winter, with you, they are warmly painted in yellow, I often think, as I roll up the legs of my soaked pants, that there should be a few more lamps on our estate, the pinkish-white ones, the tiger-striped ones, and the butterflies, which are like smoke, dance in the pure eyes of you, and this night, the earth is as warm as tea in the moonlight. The butterflies dance in your pure eyes, and this night the earth is as warm as tea in the moonlight's path, and I need you so much! The wild orchids are still blooming while everything spreads by the tentacles of time l need a world, a complete fairy tale, so l started writing poems, poems about how, with a smile from you, there's a dense, ambiguous sound of rain outside the window, with a smile from you, there's a bird in the air, there's a manor house, with a smile from you, there's a splendor, there's a heart, and even a train that's heading towards prosperity, in the rice paddies, but also in the river gullies, in the rice paddies, in the river gullies. Even the train to the prosperous paddy fields is nothing but the floating compost in the river gutter With you, the reed poles that have survived the winter snow are cozy with goose yellows When I roll up my soaked pant legs, I often think that our estate should have a few more lamps Pink, white, tiger-striped, and blue-smoke-like butterflies are dancing in the purity of your eyes And on this night, the earth is warm toon in the direction of the moonlight, just like tea How much do I need you! The wild orchids are still blooming while everything spreads by the tentacles of time l need a world, a complete fairy tale, so l started writing poems, poems about how, with a smile from you, there's a dense, ambiguous sound of rain outside the window, with a smile from you, there's a bird in the air, there's a manor house, with a smile from you, there's a splendor, there's a heart, and even a train that's heading towards prosperity, in the rice paddies, but also in the river gullies, in the rice paddies, in the river gullies. Even the train to the prosperous paddy fields is nothing but the floating compost in the river gutter With you, the reed poles that have survived the winter snow are cozy with goose yellows When I roll up my soaked pant legs, I often think that our estate should have a few more lamps Pink, white, tiger-striped, and blue-smoke-like butterflies are dancing in the purity of your eyes And on this night, the earth is warm toon in the direction of the moonlight, just like tea How much do I need you! The wild orchids are still blooming when everything follows the tentacles of time and keeps spreading I need a world, a complete fairy tale, so I began to write a poem, write a smile with you, there is a dense, there is the ambiguous sound of rain outside the window