Late Spring

By Zengzili


The oriole keeps guarding the nest
with a yelp of an old sound
calls down a remnant leaf

The leaf has been very tired
and carried the wind
down the mountain

The mountain wind turns over
to pour the dusk sun into the waves of the sea
The waves of the pale flowers
feather into a bright moon


暮春

文‖曾自力


守巢的莺鸟
一声老叫
叫落一片残叶

叶已非常疲倦
驮着风
坠到山下

山风翻卷
把暮阳倒在海浪里
一道道苍白的花
羽化一轮明月




来自群组: 色象派

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