The last day of June,
\nIt's Sunday too.
\nIf happiness could last one more day
\nIt's also a long weekend<\/p>\n
Just like every Sunday, busy, busy
\nIt is already afternoon, and the lanterns are lit.<\/p>\n
My neighbor keeps sneezing.
\nComplain about hay fever or air conditioning sickness
\nCool days in summer<\/p>\n
Lighting equipment for fireworks display on the eve of National Day
\nGleaming with excited shine in the park.
\nThe fireworks' flames will make happiness cheer
\nThe curtain rises, a beauty shines in the night sky.<\/p>\n
A beautiful life
\nDays in love
\nAs close as glue and lacquer<\/p>\n
The days of flowing water
\nRustling...<\/p>\n
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Looking toward home<\/span><\/p>\n The sky is a pale blue. So kind and familiar <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n A Mother's Heart<\/span><\/p>\n I'll tell you all my worries. Your arduous journey Because of your love Poet Biography<\/p>\n Flower in the Rain, a member of the Canadian Chinese Writers Association and a biological researcher. A former literary youth who enjoys the quiet expression of words and the lively confession of sound. Her works have been published in \"West River Charm,\" \"Golden Voice by You,\" \"Heilongjiang Literature Modern Poetry,\" and \"Butterfly Love Flower Literature.\"<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Flowers in the rain. How about July? The most of June.<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":928,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"colormag_page_container_layout":"default_layout","colormag_page_sidebar_layout":"default_layout","footnotes":""},"categories":[31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-926","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-huarenbaike"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/926","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=926"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/926\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":929,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/926\/revisions\/929"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/928"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=926"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=926"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=926"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThe lake is deep blue.
\nGulls fly freely.
\nSometimes close to the sky
\nSometimes close to the lake
\nDistant mountains guard the vast lake.
\nBecome a sketch of a landscape painting background.<\/p>\n
\nIt's as if my hometown was copied
\nThousands of miles away
\nIn the bottom of my heart
\nhidden deep within
\nLake on the plateau
\nSeagulls over the lake
\nThe sky above the seagulls
\nThat imposing background
\nIt's West Mountain<\/p>\n
\nI'm willing to listen to all your troubles.
\nThe noisy world
\nQuiet corner
\nOnly you and me<\/p>\n
\nI'll accompany you.
\nYour life
\nI will not be absent
\nYour miserable life
\nThe pain in my heart<\/p>\n
\nIt fulfilled our happiness
\nBecause of your imperfections
\nAchieved a perfect
\nMother<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/huawenca.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/08\/\u96e8\u4e2d23-1000x750.jpg\")
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