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枫下拾英 / 乐韵书香 / 花瓣雨系列之 MicroscopeMy son holds it in happy,
explores an unknown realm.
A tiny grain, or a clear drip,
He says it makes the world simply beauty.
He waves to the uneasy me,
complains my fail of being touched.
The world unfolds its secret,
He find his way to cherish.
I frown to my daily trifle too often,
with ignoring of my microscope.
The love remains in a grateful life,
I am blind with an absent mind.
-annayin(??);
2004-4-23
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好玩儿
-ohcanada(我爱Rolia);
2004-4-23
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