Revisiting Yuzhou Lane (Group Poem)
Seeking
Thick gray smog obscured the eyes
The green of moss crawled up the skirts of old buildings
Time rolled around in the ancient stone alleys
Love is a half-broken flute sound
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Rain arrived, where you were
Knocking on the hooves of sleeping horses
That man in a long coat, whether
Using fireworks in hand to ignite the stars of the night
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I turned my head, a glance back
The rain alley was empty
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Written by Jeanne on March 27, 2020
Reunion
You still stand tall like a pine tree
The tassels of my hand umbrella began to turn white
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We don't speak, listening together with the grass
The scent of cloves moved in the air, fragrant
Falling in our palms
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One glance opens each other's hearts
Love and being loved, light as the wind
We fly, unable to catch each other
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It turned out to be a dream, a dream within a dream
Without your shadow
The moonlight outside was like frost, cold
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Written by Jeanne on March 27, 2020
Cloves
Familiar, turned into strangers
A hazy, ever-changing flow of years
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Under the umbrella, it wasn't the red-haired girl of that year
The swaying cheongsam stirred up an inexplicable memory
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Turning the corner, there was no trace of your figure
Looking down, my youthful sincerity remains
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Cloves, cloves, the purple part
Forever in the rain alley
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Written by Jeanne on March 27, 2020
