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点击复制Molten fire in furnace heart
Transforms the red trees into art;
A globe of breath expands to grace
A frozen echo of embrace
He turns the pipe with steady aim
His lips release a fragile flame;
Creation balanced on a sigh
Transparent joy that dares to try
The vessel cools in amber sleep
Yet holds the warmth the hands could keep;
Within its sheen a sun resides
Refusing age as glow abides
We toast beneath the evening’s fall
With glasses shaped from nature’s call;
Each sip recalls the sacred blend—
Of heat and trust and curve that bend