Harp and her reflection# LeisureTime - 读书听歌看电影
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Harp and her reflection
I erect a harp by the mirror lake.
In the mirror I gaze at her grace,
And beauty that ain’t empty or fake.
When autumn breeze wrinkles her face,
I hear fallen leaves pluck her string.
And see tender green decorate her reflection.
Harp sings a song of mesmerizing spring,
Till I tie autumn with affection.
算是续 cello and his shadow
I erect a harp by the mirror lake.
In the mirror I gaze at her grace,
And beauty that ain’t empty or fake.
When autumn breeze wrinkles her face,
I hear fallen leaves pluck her string.
And see tender green decorate her reflection.
Harp sings a song of mesmerizing spring,
Till I tie autumn with affection.
算是续 cello and his shadow
