The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped;
The colours of Spring teem on every side.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
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So beautiful,this poem transports the reader back 1200 years in time to the field of flowers...breathtaking.
A beautiful poem of nature from the best of us. What a wonderful composure by Li Po, blown away.
....beautifully penned, love the imagery, so exquisite ★