Poem 32
a look at the mountain from afar
is so beautiful!
is so strong!
so perfect!
then threw me to conquer the summit
want to do, which is like its heart-
crossed a river that is like saying I love you,
and advance their slopes
at first captivated me the way, shade, flowers
but then there is no path,
just a narrow mountain road full of ghosts
relive the past
ordered me to return
and do not try
never try to look again
summit, which is like watching his heart
and you could not see
I feel a deep sorrow
because it would have been happy getting up there and I even have
remained forever one night I saw you from afar
were so beautiful!
were so strong!
so perfect!
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