只要一声吆喝,你准会在我的诗里蹿出火苗,点着每一个文字,在感情最亮堂处,阅读这枣红色的描写,是如何让心的蹄音,急骤奔进长满阳光的草滩,虔诚地为普罗米修斯画了一幅画。 也是一阵尘土过后,我才发现我感情的蹄窝里有你相思的月迹,在用毛茸茸的眼泪抚摸我的目光,闲步在那段离嘴唇最近的地方,诱惑着像奶茶一样香的吻。 此刻我才明白我的这匹枣红马 As soon as you cry, you will be in my poem flames, every word, in the most bright hall of farewell to read the description of the jujube, is how to make the heart hoofs, suddenly ran into the sun Prairie, devoutly drawn a picture for Prometheus. After a while, I realized that I had the moonsy of your Acacia in my lover’s nest, stroking my eyes with shaggy tears, and taking a leisurely walk in the place closest to my lips to seduce the sweet kiss of tea . At the moment, I realized that I was this horse