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全部列癲 │ Harry Wu
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psychoanalysis, mob behaviours, culture
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Flower Fragrace Dogtails always grow with vapidity at the wrong moment Withought green leaves and golden branches. Who would then notice them? While the hibiscus convey its plain smells At the night when moonlight disappeared, my missing mixed with raindrops Was deep just like an ever-not-fulfilling well Orange flowers are sweet and a bit sour On the day when the black drongos flew away, I turned my head back and saw the mountains, Biting my lips with everlasting nostalgia When the lily’s fragrance diffuses together with the wind From the hills to the seashore, passing through thousand miles, I lift my head, expecting the moment of the dawn The redolence of rosed is pure, only expressing for you No matter how long the night, how heavy the rain is, the road of love and peace Will never be distant anymore. Dogtails are always white, growing in the wasted lands Without its beauty and youth, who could be allured?
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