The high gull floated
Cluttered behind the clouds
Bringing my dreams far beyond froth
Then lost deep in the ocean
Oh happy unheard
Want to numb my soul
Griefless sorrows do not know sorrow
Cheerful full of charm
Suddenly I was stunned innocently my heart touched
The small boat swings the old fisherman there
Three nights the moon disappears
The sky is empty sea
You are welcome, thank you for sharing this prose with me, is it yours?
prose is the most beautiful tone in my life that evokes my spirits
prose a process for bubbling up the heart I poured through poetry
I see there is a seagull in this post implied depicting a poem for you @lyndsaybowes that I admire
this is meaningless but pure born from the heart
a very beautiful place @lyndsaybowes i want to visit it, but because I am far away, I want to raise money to go there, and I want to introduce to the world how beautiful scenery there
https://discord.gg/jzAdD3d