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foreword
I don't have a tall building.
There is not an inch of land
Not a note.
Take it in my hand.
But I will dedicate it to you.
The bright morning light on Qian Shan.
Also, the kiss of love
And seven daffodils
I have no property to buy you gold and silver jewelry.
But I will compile it for you with beautiful moonlight.
Necklace and ring
I will dedicate it to you.
The bright morning light on Qian Shan.
Also, the kiss of love
And seven daffodils
Oh, seven daffodils
In the flickering sunlight
Illuminate you and me to go home at night.
I will give you music and bread.
Pine branches as pillows
Let you rely on rest
It's 3: 43 in the morning.
I just finished writing Seven Daffodils and started writing this Preface. At this time, it's like going home for a long time, reaching for the lamp, opening the door of your heart and showing your feelings.
I suddenly realized that my dream in this life may be to become a master of sadness. In this sinister world, I will grind my sadness black and white, insert it in my chest like a knife, and walk around aimlessly in the dark world with heavy steps. ...
Yes, it is. In recent years, I have written Chrysanthemum, Good Morning and Seven Narcissus, all of which may be …
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