A Social Phobic's Interpretation & Decoration of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

A magical land

Snow is,

the pretty dress of the mountain,

water is the lover,

the wide,

wide horizon in the heart,

so clean,

without dust,

the green,

green grassland,

so full of hope,

the sapphire lake,

inlaid on a quiet plateau,

pure and soothing,

lying on the grass,

listening to the whisper of wild flowers,

the smell of milk tea in the air,

it is fascinating,

the smell of butter conveying


from the highland,

the smell of barley wine,

so intoxicating,

making me forget,

the way home,

the colored fabrics dancing,

telling too many beautiful stories,

the magical land,

in the heart,

the most beautiful,

where the sunshine is,

wider than the sky.

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