Grow old but the poetic soul flourishing
At dusk still the setting sun oblique
South of the Yangtze River gets warm again after a cold spell, the lotus blossoms in bloom
Have one's heart in the right place, bear good fruits
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Grow old but the poetic soul flourishing At dusk still the setting sun oblique A very beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing it. 10 for it. Subhas