On the Edgy Stones
Like a blind man seeing the morning sun reflected in the shimmering dew for the first time, the flowers grow on the barren land and it is barren no more.
posted by Guobin at 2:09 AM
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Like a blind man seeing the morning sun reflected in the shimmering dew for the first time, the flowers grow on the barren land and it is barren no more.
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