English Classics
 

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(original: country singer)
flowing in the dark night
habitat of birds
Qing Ji
village when passing
rural nothing, gardenia open season
you simply back is my only view
and the sound desk pendulum
rest in my soul
whether your night as my night
life, the suffering of many times of happiness
happiness and many times suffering
study on three in the night
up into a highly
night whenever the wind blows from the Jialing River in the ancient shore
sections from you, floating skirt sleeve of a robe
Ying Ying is a full moon river
In my red bean Acacia
whether your night as my night
lonely night in the sleeping dream flow
tonight is my slab a thin bamboo
Du quatrains in
tears spilled flowers
the heart tears to wet the night you thin
of all emotions
hidden in your breath in the light
warm flowery
Hong through the night completely
whether your night as my night
Is Your Night the Same As Mine
Dark flowed through the night,
When? Did the resting birds,
Flight over the quiet villa,
An empty villa in theseason of Cape Jasmine.
The figure of your back was the only scene in my view,
Together with the sound of a clock on my desk,
Stayed in my memory forever.
Was your night the same as mine?
Many times in the life, joys from sufferings,
And sufferings from joys,
Rising high,
With the music of a flute, played in the night.
Windy evenings on the ancient bank,
Skirt fluttering, you stride along the Jia-Ling River.
The full moon on the river,
Shining on my heart with lovesick.
Is your night the same as mine?
The light of lonely night, drifting in the sounded sleep,
My night, as lonely as the bamboo in Ban-Qiao's painting,
As sad as the tears of flowers in Du-Fu's poem.
Tell me, can tears of heart ever wet the flimsy night?
All the thoughts,
Hiding in you faint breaths,
Warm and sweet, as that of a flower,
Penetrating the dark night,
Will your night be the same as mine?
actors
- Xi Murong
Please do not believe that I do not believe the beauty of

I love the face paint on plastered under the stars I have plenty of actors
heart
So please do not
do not take my sorrow and do not really
heartbreak
with my performance in this life I just actors

always someone else's story
tears flow of their own
An Actress
Please, trust not my beauty, nor my love,
For what I have, under all the colors, is a heart of
An actress.
Please, take not my sorrow with you
And let it break your heart,moncler doudoune, when watching my show.
In my life, I am but an actress, and always cry
My own tears in the stories that cannot be owned by
An actress.
rain awareness
- Xi Murong
If the rain even after the rain

still sad if, after sorrow
Please let me meet them
parting after parting smile, one can not continue to find

you again
Thoughts in the Rain
If rain will be followed by rain,
And pain will continue as pain,
Then let me face, please,
The parting after we parted with ease;
Smile, and keep on looking for
You who will never appear anymore.