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Autumn breeze

Early autumn afternoon

a little aftertaste of summer

cicadas in the shades

humming tirelessly

an autumn breeze

a distant voice of the hillocks

golden wheat

in the sunset

more like an old painting

fluttering

peculiar leaves fall on the windowsill

like an impatient messenger

bringing the color of autumn

to people walking

rambling

quietly

slowly

into the soul

of autumn.

 

 

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Simple life

In a small courtyard

day slips away leisurely

bread and water

daily necessities

doing the laundry

sweeping the yard

staring at a cat rolling about

gosling pecking

a curl of smoke above the fireplace

swallows hovering over the rooftop

listening to the sounds of nature

the whir of fan

street vendors

soothing songs

children riding a bicycle

banter

cattle having fun

living a life

simply.

Hideaway

Picturesqueness

in the scent of potpourri

the air is filled with

immense quiet

and peace

birdsong and petals

fluttering in the valley

full of cheer

a running brook

singing a song of freeness

happiness

the leisurely clouds and cranes

free as the wind

free

from the past.

The sea and sky

Looking up at the sky

when i was little

i saw a wide azure sea

watching the sea now

i see a broad blue sky

and in the distance

there’s the present in the past

and the past in the present

everything is so peaceful

and natural.

Night of peace

Starry sky

sparkling

the breeze carries a fragrance

intoxicating

a little poetic

the city in the arms of the moon

static and brilliant

tall buildings

a little square

a slow dance

by a sea of lamps

is goodness and joy

the grandeur of the sky

mysterious and beautiful

the splendour of the earth

is love and peace.

Night wind

The sun

moves around the rhythm of time

jumps from the top of the mountain

night comes quietly

across the field

along the courtyard

the rustling sound

from that side of the bench

piles of memories

a thousands words spilled on

the wind

the wind running

while igniting

the moon.

Spring rain (2)

Rain

whispering gently in the ear

swirling in the eye

falling on the lake

swaying countless ripplets

dissolving into shrubs

rubifying petals

astounding

the whole season.

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