gusts of wind caress gracefully pine
screaming that mountain animals cradle grand
blending yourself in awe don't expect to break up
sighed in longing flattered

the edge of the canyon stretches peacefully green
I suck dew drops on the shoots of weeds
the gurgling of the small bamboo shower of the river
the flow of life is never obsolete

lush leaves scattered by human motion
the women w...

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thick clouds filled the head cavity
blocked the view from clear eyes
the curtain hesitated to confine the soul
restless should not be bound by conscience

the thunder shook the heart
deafness of true self honesty
should the words be said rudely
power desire is only worldly

raindrops wet the burning body of the earth
increasingly wet the embankment of will
anger submerged by cold water
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morning brings the scent of rain last night
wet ground refresh the new morning
conscience hopes the days are no longer dark
surrendering to the storm must pass

clear dew decorates the tips of the leaves
wet green longing natural life
in silence the mood is pleasing
deplete the mud and replace it clearly

sunny sun slowly warms the earth
birds chirping with the spirit of life
restless ...

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the hue of the morning had a light drizzle
the sun gazed softly at the Goddess sweetly
I hurriedly opened the green lush
hope it's warm in the middle of the hut

the gurgling flow caresses
when natural singing lulls
soft grasshopper kiss on thatch
make life harmoniously balanced

really the Goddess missed by people
doesn't want to suffer from the rain
prostrating begging in silence
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I heard the symphony of the day
I don't need to buy
I stopped listening to music playback
through leaves from one tree to another

the wind starts the violin
use sandalwood as rent
chasing songs full of souls
and gently carried around the branches

a calm breeze came
larger strings burst in
strong strains increase fast
and I listen to the melody pervade

gusts on the grass play soft...

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back in the birds singing open early
keep pace with the heart
turning the rhythm of life
the chance goes back to light
it should be colorful and cheerful

the hum of the water sucker
over the rubbing of the broom stick
prepare for the feeling of picking up hope
the squeal scream swarmed with courage
prepare yourself to catch up with charm

morning nature music gently swings
cool consc...

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