Thursday, December 29, 2005


As traditional as before,
The God gives a gift to the earth.
He made a big white blanket,
Softly put it on the globe.
Twelve Chinese naughty boys and girls,
Madly chasing on the snow,
Happier, happier than any before.
Oh, I wish I were in the fairy story,
All the bores went away.


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