Illustration: Van Nguyen
Floating Building
Both competitive and proud
Everyone thinks they know sadness, everyone pretends to be happy
Old street empty couch
Your eyes send distant memories
That love every time mentioned, it becomes more fragrant.
The color of the flower is not peaceful
Only shy of the fragrant nectar but the desert road
Just hesitate the wings wither and I know I lost you
Lonely afternoon 37 degrees Celsius
He squeezed into the last remaining shade.
Worried that tomorrow someone will take the rose's place.
Source: https://thanhnien.vn/do-thi-day-huong-tho-cua-le-thieu-nhon-18524062917463505.htm
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