Draw me

Slowly draw a word of love in a dream, short hair turns into thousands of clouds

Leaning to draw a word "drunk"
This body wants to stay, this soul wants to go

Shyly draw a letter "I"
chase thousands of cranes flying towards you

Surprised drawing a word of fate
without looking, one finds, without seeking, one finds

Hesitantly draw a word forget
ask how long to the voiceless land

Leisurely we draw ourselves
saw in previous life there was a sparse reed branch...

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