UBlessness THU CHA US THU CHA US Here is no joy I can only look at me as sad as the fog of sadness in the afternoon, old but not yet gone.
A belief like the red chrysanthemum of the forest filled with the horizon at the end The romantic things will return to the painful place of the earth.Don't cry even though your feet are tired enough to keep you in session.Even though your hands are tired, you can't wait to leave, even though it's peaceful, it's nothing.Don't cry, believe in the rocks and rocks, look at the sunrise.Here we have lived a long, lonely life, cramped with the lost time.Don't cry because we are at the end of the field, and the red chrysanthemum of faith...6.2025
Nguyen Anh Nguyet I am not a earth, is not a heavenly tree for life to give up my incense like a river with the landslide, remember, the side is compensation ...
4.6.2025
RANH WORK WORK SCHEDULE The throbbing bones, scratching the abyss Invisible bone Finger The sound of a broken black night, a piece of a soul is transformed The lasting miniature wall on the cheek, where he was hoalized The abyss is in you, the abyss of a song is singing Hands together Through the darkness of the night The old coat covers the pain and pain and breaks The illusion of the night of releasing silk, tightly tying the soul of Mr. Anh Anh The electricity is waiting...
laughing at the fragile fate In the arms of a wonderful brother, the storm locks behind the soothing lips I carry each other through the framework of the perfect sky without the scrap of the month The old coat is broken and the crystal is broken with thousands of silk threads...
6.2025
VIET TIDES THUAge WORRY Many times In the tiring darkness I beat you with sadness The sadness blooms in the dead branches of love On the frozen arms The unreal laughing dreams The grinding sadness increases With the sharp embankment The sharp edge of my heart is leaking blood and learning with the One who taught me to walk on a thousand points of needle The one who taught me to fall from the nine floors of the sky to the abyss has taught me to sit alone twice, with my ball on the tiring wall of the night Who can do that Besides you?
6.2025
A pink -white apricot blossom with a white apricot blossom to shatter all of them awakening drunkenness, thirsty for the bloody crystal fragments that cut into the dreamy dream as a drop of morning dew, as cool as the water, so innocent, believe that the post -human beyonds have a white sun, have a rare rare and rare rare and beautiful, rare and rare, rare and beautiful, rare, rare, rare Deadly dumbfounded!
Maybe I owed her for her life, so she hit me brightly with my own heart ...
The rain still fenced like the rain.
6.2025
THUA THUE RIMEN 5 WORKS Of AFFICES I ate a whole garden of red amaranth Mai I ate half a hill of sweetener Eat it right after eating it.
The Mai Thanh was so noisy that he added amber Thanh then the gate in May The phoenix season is burning, every full moon of the full moon of the full moon I still dream of waiting for the full moon...
This afternoon I ate all the Mai Marble garden I ate, the whole sky of the burning royal poinciana flowers...6.2025
