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Some Thoughts

Just as critical events are unfolding in the capital, I come to the Southlands to enjoy her fragrant flowers.  

Verdant pines bursting open towards the spring sky, defeated leaves atop the jade waters slip by.  

A burst of wind and lightning startles the world, the streets are filled with red and green flags waving.  

Leaning against a fence I listen attentively to light rain pattering, thoughts of my country’s people occupy me.  

 

七律-有所思

正是神都有事时,又来南国踏芳枝。  

青松怒向苍天发,败叶纷随碧水驰。  

一阵风雷惊世界,满街红绿走旌旗。  

凭阑静听瀟瀟雨,故国人民有所思。