Seven Rhymes • Zhong Chun
Written by: Yubei
March's green dome reaches the edge,
Fragrant grasses and rain intertwine,
Fresh peaches, delicate faces, a thousand loves,
Willow-like gentleness, countless expressions of pity,
Ox plows the thick earth on the path,
Birds fly high in the forest,
The chapter of Jiahu falls slowly,
The moon sends smoke down the Yangtze River.
(Wang Yuliang's poetry 2020.3.17.)
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