Glimpse in the vast sky, billowing autumn light thousands of lis
Gathering smoke in the green field, two or three wretched crying of the cranes
One music of the lotus song, a canoe rowed over the Yellow Sky Lake
Half a bent and cold moon, beautiful se played the Red Litchi Wind
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One music of the lotus song, a canoe rowed over the Yellow Sky Lake Half a bent and cold moon, beautiful se played the Red Litchi Wind.. .. touching expression. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks.
A beautiful nature poem.Like it.