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Migrate when it's cold

A time to hold

By Ma Luo sePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Migrate when it's cold
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A cry of sorrow.

With the formation of geese far away, the

Disappearing in the clouds.

The cold is gone.

Crossing a thousand mountains and rivers

To find your paradise.

Look at the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums.

The beautiful red leaves.


And the tall pine, the

The white snow.

With love and reluctance.

I have entrusted you with my love

Amidst the bleakness of the sky and the cold wind

Buried deep in hope.

In the rumbling remembrance!


I will not come again.

To meet you in the north.

A long time in the future

Everything is gone with the wind

The dust of history is scattered

In the yellowing pages

I'm looking for the wisp of

The heart-wrenching youth.

into the arms!

nature poetry

About the Creator

Ma Luo se

Love is not only a sentiment but also an art。

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