Lay between your eyebrows and eyes ,
a lithe landscape ,
and my name and bones hidden in the grave ,
When all sounds flows moonlight .
When ghosts sob in the mountain at midnight ,
When mountain wind is cold as ice .
and the old rotten branches of hawtrees bend low ,
Come on , Let me fulfill the appointment :
To turn into a legendary butterfly ,
in the public eye .
Do you like these wall art ? This poem implied the meaning of these paintings incisively and vividly .
Now Flash Sale in Beddinginn , I believe you must find your favorite art !
Everything is coming to life ! Feeling the warm sunshine , enjoying the beautiful scenery , listening to the wonderful music , drinking the new tea , my mood is perfect and I have nothing else to desire .