In the ancient royal family\'s hills,
Where traces of tombs have faded away,
On an autumn afternoon, the sound of the wind
Is lonesome, amidst the hot sun\'s ray,
To indicate the place where the old tombs were located,
The short and ornamental trees.
Were planted in lines. A wildcat sitting
Upon a broken dolmen, in breeze.
(27th, Sep.,2023, Kinsley Lee)