The winds blow on the greenish field, so the blue river is crystal clear.
The stars set on the azure sky the white clouds rise higher, higher.
A fisherman feels the heavy hands because the fishes get fat.
At daybreak, the lights are reflected by the scales, and the waters glare.
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 3rd, 2023 17:06
- Comment from author about the poem: Firstly, I wrote this poem as the Han-Shi which is the Traditional Chinese Poem, and translated in Korean and English. This poem is translated in English by me.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Lovely imagery... liked the title of the poem a lot😍
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