Success jumps on the moon.
Covered with stars.
Laughing like a lion.
Excitement dances on the sound of Mexican music.
Covered in a bouquet of light.
Clapping with the sound of instruments.
Avenger stands in front of an abandoned grave.
Black jacket makes him immersed in dark night.
Whispering to the decedent "I miss you".
Imagination penetrates into deeper ocean.
Dyeing in blue.
Celebrating their harvest day.
Jing! There is so much energy in your three-lined poems! The joy you have experienced in creating them is evident to me as I read them.
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Can you explain to me what is happening to "Imagination" in the second line? Does "turn" the color blue or does it "die"? In the third line, what is happening...is the harvest occurring in the ocean?
I want to know your meaning!
Ruth! you let me feel my English is so terrible. HAHA! The second line means the color is blue. The third line means celebrating what they get, such as food, friends, love, family...... everything they get
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