Love Story I: Love is patient, Love is kind

"I believe that all can hear, Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own."

"Some can not grasp the moment,Left to the East to go West, the dead must not return to nowhere."

"See, I wear Zan Flowers on my head, in full bloom along the way all the way, Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain."

"I hear love, I believe in love, 
Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae
As desolate micro-burst of wind, 
Bleeding through my veins
Years stationed in the belief"
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"Life, thin and light-off time and time again, Frivolous tireless"
(with Selected Poems by Tagore)