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Copywriting|Moyan rhyme
Edited by Mo Yan Rhyme
Shanglian: There are fast horses to send letters in ancient times
The Courier
On the ancient road, dust and smoke rise,
Fast horses are flying, and hooves are fast.
The letter paper is fluttering, carrying distant love,
Flying in the wind, like butterflies dancing.
The horse's hooves are broken, the years are quiet,
All the way to the dust, all the way to the song.
The words on the paper, like the stars twinkle,
Crossing a thousand mountains, just for the touch of that moment.
By the ancient bridge, the willows are still around,
The river is murmuring, and the flow is endless.
The fast horse stopped, the envelope on the horse's back,
Lying quietly, like an unfinished poem.
O man from afar,
Do you know the depth of affection in this letter?
The swift horse leaps like a meteor across the sky,
Just to pass on the promise of this millennium.
In the moonlight, the sound of horses' hooves is far away,
On the side of the ancient road, only the wind is singing.
The words of the letter are like candles in the wind,
Swaying and lighting the way forward.
The horse is gone, the letter is delivered,
But the thoughts in my heart are surging like a tide.
In ancient times, there were fast horses to deliver letters, and now there are information galloping,
But that sincerity will always be the same.
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