Wind and rain escorted Spring's departure,
Flying snow welcome Spring's return.
On the ice-clad rock rising high and sheer
A flower blossom sweet and fair.
Sweet and fair, she craves not Spring for herself alone,
To be the harbinger of Spring she is content.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom
She will smile mingling in their midst.
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Comments1WELL, I JUST READ THIS ONE BY MAO ZEDONG... NOT REALLY MY CUP OF TEA 🤷♀️. I GUESS YOU CAN'T LOVE ALL POETRY. THE MESSAGE WAS INTERESTING THOUGH, I'LL GIVE IT THAT. ️😔