A few of the castle gate and the portion of walls, barley they\'re remained,
The shade of summer trees grows thicker, the traces of the moat, are drained
And vanished. The old vills and hills, even their old names\'re disappearing.
From afar, a bird flies and perches on branch, and it\'s deploring and chirping.
(5th, Jun.,2023, Kinsley Lee)