The Complete Works of Bing Xin Volume 7

Left me roses in the garden. Poet of privilege, man of privilege, God has created me; I feel the vastness of the blue and joyful sky more than others; I also feel the depth of pain more than others. Necklace of eyes Under the tamarisk tree on the beach of the river bank, a pair of eyes lazily dodged the strong light of the scorching sun, like a necklace of precious stones. My John has blue eyes like spots in the sky; a black cat has green eyes like turquoise in the bay; a white rabbit has pink eyes like the purest quartz; a red and white geranium has black eyes like mulberries; and a Daisy has yellow eyes with white rims. We looked at each other bleakly in the silence; Little John and I told fairy tales of talking grass and trees; and under the tamarisk trees on the sand of the river bank we talked until we could no longer tell which were fables and which were the six of us. In the night the world dies; the mountains are nothing but shadows and extinguished lights; men die of war, high prices and new diseases, class hatred and the cold war; prayer and faith die, and so does civilization.. The black shroud of death.. From its window in the sky, the moon looked down at the corpse with a pale face and dull eyes. Sorrow stalks the streets like a ghost! Neither sea nor sky could be seen from the beach; the dark clouds of winter enveloped everything in the darkness of nothingness. Like the Creator, I am looking at the darkness of nothingness before the birth of light; I am listening to the sigh of thousands of waves, as true as millions of people groaning in the darkness at this time.. Dark, dark, dark. Crying, crying, crying,faux ficus tree, the sigh of the ugly existence of nothingness.. A strong flash of lightning illuminated the green and yellow sky, red clouds and a passing ship full of hope to explore the way. To the spring! The spring gushes from the towering rock, your destiny is the same as my heart, which is to keep singing! Sometimes a flock of sheep come to you, drink and go away, just like my heart,silk olive tree, and you sing your lonely song in your loneliness. You have a heart that comforts you and me: the heavens are with you and pour you with the fountain of songs forever. Firefly Firefly, there is a bug crawling to find its home, hoping someone will show it the way; take care of it, light it in the dark grass so that it can find its home. In the olive grove, in the silent olive tree of St. Paul's Bay, how glad I am to escape the noise of the city, to wander in your woods, to meditate and meditate in silence! O you, olive tree, who give oil to give your bread its fragrance, the oil of the lamp, artificial plant wall panels ,artificial coconut palm trees, how beautiful you are, how friendly you are! It was in your forest that the Son of God came to rest, to meditate, to contemplate.. Now I seem to see him coming to your woods for the last time. My heart, like his, is weighed down with deep sorrow and fear at this dark hour in our island country; my face is covered with sweat.. Lord, if it is possible to keep my mother, Malta, from the cup of bitterness; to bring unity to the Maltese; let us be far from the Judas who pour coldness and numbness into our souls for thirty pieces of silver; save us from the kiss of betrayal! Hear my prayer, O Lord, and inspire all the Maltese to pick up the green olive branch and command us all to joyfully salute and take liberty! ? Wo San Na! Wo San Na! Lord, if it is necessary to die for the people, I am here, my Lord, ready! The Temple of Venus Venus lived in a temple, a green temple, Hebrew for the praise of God. At St. Anton, it is the temples that come to worship; the domes, the vast expanse of brilliant sky; the pillars, the four manicured laurels; the thick walls, covered with colorful carpets of tonka flowers. The water of the fountain, like the holy oil in the big hanging lamp, moistens the yellow water lotus, like the flame of the stars held up by the big round green leaves. Sunflower! Sunflower! The smile on your lips is holy, your face shines like the horizon, and you offer your devotion to the sun! Your heart can't hold the desire and the fervent passion you want to fly away from the earth.. Tell me, where do you want to go? The winning flower, as big as a sieve, was full of fragrance and was the most beautiful flower that won the first prize! And those poor buds, still green on the same branch, they were plucked so that the flower alone could open like a sieve and give off its fragrance to win the first prize of beautiful flowers! Dream friends, you must know that before God created the beautiful world, he had a dream of fields, valleys, mountains and rivers,cherry blossom wedding centerpiece, just like an artist before he created. When you walk in the countryside, remember that you are walking in the dream of God; walking softly and silently with reverence, just as you follow the pianist who sweetly takes you into Chopin's dream with his instrument. hacartificialtree.com

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