There is no sun light and still,
to see each other's face .
There is no sky and white clouds float yet,
clouds in the sky like a kite in the evening.
And there are some unknown facts
some unknown fear.
Return home when the evening call to prayer.
The unknown night at seven and thirty,
Tunes hearing sorrow and tragedy.
Oil lamp light to illustrate books
all the unclear face with red light .
There are plenty of iron sheet dabby.
Drawing the morning mist,
Little bushes before the window
There was the sound of crickets.
Some blue light,
Remember, the freezing
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