史三
史三

大做梦家

river

river is river

I just walk along the river without any extra words

The high river ridge behind my grandfather's house,

Eighteen-year-old father jumped off the bridge.


running water, running water

The gray-yellow thatch on both sides,

The green reeds above its head have been fluttering since late autumn,

The temperature was still cold until after Qingming.

There are fewer and fewer sand boats walking in the river.

I can't always figure out which way the water is going,

Here is the taboo of going around in childhood,

But he ate all the snails, soft-shelled turtles and mussels in the river.

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