The be inspired by what one sees in ◎ hill Be walked along by a few lofty ginkgo tree drive sultrily All heat wave by green green blade embezzle Next enjoying the cool sit in the tree to incline the head listen attentively to The cicada in big hill cries those who was full of joy is metrical Occasionally gentle breeze blows the smell that the plant grows up A few sunshine try to cross leaf getting to come down to be embraced with me ◎ walks along hill In the summer most in The small town that I live also was resembling fire Taking the advantage of me what was tired of wine bureau, card bureau already on the weekend Abide is worn a shiny green alley is walked into In the big hill that sees hill is hill sees water is water Walking is happy between hill Peek having good fortune another of objective Of original cutout peaceful and cool Can irrigate destroy my impatient, bellicose and cranky Can nurture the sadness of smooth heart and desire ◎ sun rain Early morning, I awake in the brawl that rainwater chirps Push old house door, a Cang Lou spends a needle to fall down along pumpkin Land piece a lip of thirst is happy ground catching The sun that rises first rises gradually from mouth of hill strip of land between hills Halcyon village is flaring everywhere glistening ray The still did not finish poetry that likes me to be written in the book all the time goes |
Orignal From: Midsummer sketch (group poem)
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