When the dream goes far away, beware of planting flowers and trees, may you sleep in the moonlight, sleep like a wind, and in the wind there is a wisp of flower color, a poem, and a cut of the year.
When the story has an ending, when I start to think about you, may you sleep in a poem, sleep like a rhyming foot, a butterfly in the rhyming foot, a dream, and a tossing and turning relationship.
One point under the plane tree asked