Video with my son, the sunset is reflected in the red window on the playground after the holiday
Empty. My son told me that his silkworms grew up
He accidentally sprained his foot and mom put painkillers on him
He chirps like a bird and I've been listening silently
In the video, I watched his mother walk by occasionally and a gentle gaze towards me
The sunset is slowly falling, where I am is a faraway place where they have not reached
At this time, the sun sets, and it embraces reality and assumptions as if the sun never treats anyone badly
About the Creator
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The order of Wenfeng Pagoda.
Ode to Mathematics
Simplifications, Indivisibilities, Constructivism. (I think the two three-word haikus that I have written are what Paul and partner had in mind, but I am not sure.) (The last word is more for logic, but in the subject of Logic is Mathematics in a sense for does math in its advanced forms deal with constructs of some form.)
By Mark Grahama day ago in Poets
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