"Common Jasmin Orange" plant name, belongs to rutaceae, evergreen small bush. It has a lot of branches, leaves alternate, grizzled, has strong incense, in teachings you can still smell the fragrance from as far as 7 Chinese miles, therefore the name is "Common Jasmin Orange" (Seven Mile Fragrance).
The sparrow outside the window Has a big mouth on the wire pole You said this sentence Has very much the feeling of summer The pencil in my hand Moves back and forth on the paper I use a few lines of words to describe who you are to me
The taste of sanma The cat and you both want to understand The fragrance of first love is retrieved by us just like this That warm sunshine Is like the just picked bright strawberry You say you are not willing to eat this kind of feeling
Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem
Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain The butterfly on the windowsill Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem I then write I write I always love you into the end of the poem You are the only understanding I want
That which is full of ears of the rice plant Blessed this season And your cheek is like the thoroughly ripe tomato in the field You suddenly say to me The name of the Common Jasmin Orange is very beautiful Yet this moment I only wanted to kiss your stubborn lips
Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem
Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain Leaves fall in the courtyard With my thoughts one thick pile A few words of gossip There is no way it can cool off my passion You appear in every page of my poem
Rain falls for the whole night My love overflows like the rain The butterfly on the windowsill Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem I then write I write I always love you into the end of the poem You are the only understanding I wantTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
