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圣诞夜——给儿子雪地上,我们的脚印分成两串,突然你往东,我往西。细密的冷雪隔开树和树。没有相互召唤,根却纠结得更近。哈,烧烤店你居然喝下两杯啤酒,这很好!酒量直逼青云,测量着门框年年加高的刻度。想起你追随我的那个圣诞夜,谁设计的梦想?你向硬邦邦未来,踢脚,说英语。好像纽约就在脚下,或者,你跑步奔向象牙塔。我大声斥责你,希望你快些,再快些。希望你写诗,做个麻木的好学生。我把昨年树叶,夹在世俗书页里,色彩全失败了!
Christmas Eve - to the son snow, our footprints into two strings, suddenly you east, I west. Fine cold snow and trees separated trees. Without mutual summons, the root is tangled nearer. Ha, barbecues, you actually drank two glasses of beer, this is good! Amount of alcohol almost equal to Albatron, measuring the frame every year, high scale. Reminiscent of the Christmas Eve you follow me, who designed the dream? You to the future of stiff, kick, speak English. It’s like New York is at your feet, or you run toward the ivory tower. I loudly denounce you, I hope you faster, faster. I hope you write poetry, be a numb good student. I put the leaves last year, caught in the worldly pages, the color failed!