Interview my friend
In the morning,a ray of sunshine into the room,a breeze past the window,bring a flowers will I wake up.Morning,good relaxed!Don't ride,not about partner,too,and don't take what gift,he took the full of good mood,and on a path,alone to visit my friend.The little bridge,is the first I have to visit a friend.Oh,little bridge,your body even so small,but you have carried so many people across the river; You is not the bridge luxuriant city,and you have not,not the name,unknown to humans do contribution.Walk into this field,the bird call my name,and I took a cricket.Every inch of the land is my friend.I lay on the ground,as if they also is one inch.My hair and body into the land,the foot into plowshares of the weeds hoe,blood into wet land of water,in the years in metempsychosis.Everything in the home,which is not my friend?I eager to say hello to them:hello,clear mountain spring!You hold out a guitar,is invited me and your songs?Hello,flat road!You led my hand,is invited me and you traveling?Hello,and forceful willow!You hangs long hair,is to dress and I help you?Hello,the golden rice!You holding full rice grains,is to show me you to human contribution?Hello,roaming the universal dandelion!And would you where to travel?Put me to travel!Holding up a stream of rice,I seem to see the harvest scene; Grabbed a handful of earth,I seem to see the earth mother magnanimity.The wind to,like a lion roar in one thousand.The wind rolled up the ground leaves,as if HuDie leaves as to dance.The wind stopped,the yard out several voice barking,the clouds over a group of be a fantastic bird.I gently waved,say goodbye to the hometown friends,back to the full and happy mood,all the way back to the moon.
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