Longing

I always like Mailang

The endless endless endless endless

Mai waves moved by the cyan breeze

Dragonfly fly

Dandelion also flew

Red headscarf and cow sheep are scattered villages

In the place where I watched

Put on a colorful skirt in June

As every season, pass through wind and rain

Every Ye Rongkui has experienced vicissitudes

Fortunately, this scarred land still hides my love deeply

The heartbeat and warmth that often eager to be touched

I always like Mailang

On the market where the seeds have nowhere to sprout

The group where the father has gone far away

On the edge of gray yellow street lights

Still wandering in life

Once you remember it, you will not let go

2024.06.10

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