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I like the subtle fresh greenbudding from the branches of the tree--the herald of spring, ushering in thedawn...I like the subtle flow of cloud thatmakes the sky seem even more vast, azure and immense...I like the subtle wind. In spring, itsteals a kiss on my cheek; in autumn, it caresses my face; in summer, it bringsin cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries a crisp chilliness...I like the subtle taste of tea thatlast long after a sip. The subtle bitter is what it is meant to be...I like the subtle friendship thatdoes not hold people together. In stead, an occasional greeting spreads ourlongings far beyond...I like the subtle longing for afriend, when I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of thepast...Love should also be subtle, withoutenslaving the ones fallen into her arms. Not a bit less nor a bit more...Subtle friendship is true; subtlegreetings are enough; subtle love is tender; subtle longing is deep; subtlewishes come from the bottom of your heart..
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发表于 2019-4-6 20:48:36
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