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Magical

What is in the depth of the clouds

it’s the distant words

what is beneath the sky

it’s the gentle footsteps

what is on the other side

of the sea

it’s the vitality of egrets

horses flying on the prairie

the speed and strength

carrying dream and warmth

of the magical land

in the depths of the clouds

there’s an encouragement

from afar

beyond the sea

there’s blessings

from the egrets

this is a magical land

the cattles and sheep are comfy

the shepherd is happy

on this beautiful land.

At every moment

Every morning

the moment i open my eyes

i like to look up at a place where

the sun rises

because there is

the brightest hope

every night

before i go to bed

i like to look at the starry sky

because there is

a dream

the ageless time

every moment of warmth

is the sweet candy-like taste of memory

time is soft as ripple

engraved with lines of shining poetry

turning into blossoming clouds

imprinted on the heart of lake

turning into glittering seasonal sceneries

in the history

of life.

Quiet

Quiet  blackboard

stretching dreams

quiet walls

connecting spectacles

quiet greenery

palming vitality

quiet campus

catching up with the times

 quiet is an eternal clause of civilization

 a ladder chiseled by seriousness and strictness

a fence welded by care and concern

i agree with it because silence is gold

and the fruit of silence is tranquility

The sun is quiet

in giving all things warmth

the sunset is quiet

and soft as silk

the dew is quiet

in nourishing vegetation

the earth is quiet

as a home to mankind

quiet is regretless giving

quiet is a tangible style

the alpine engraved with pattern of pine

is quiet

 the sea filled with magnificent waves

is quiet

quiet is soundless melody

soundless declaration

a stream turns from turbidity to clarity

in quiet

a fruit turns from sour to sweet

in quiet

a small fish jumps higher than a gantry

 in quiet

an eagle leaps over the snowy plains

in quiet

nature transfroms into wonders

in quiet

the world develops toward excellence

in quiet

quiet is a higher realm

a deeper meaning

Let’s experience quiet

let quiet become the most realistic view of life

let’s cross the puzzling canyon

in quiet

climb the mountain of self-confidence

in  quiet

ride the train of times

in quiet

reach the destination of hope

in quiet

let our thoughts travel the stars

in quiet

let us learn to feel

quiet

resolve all confusion in quiet

analyze the equation of youth

find the answer to life

outline the blueprint for the future

express the truth of poetry

let us be a quiet thinker

away from the hustle and bustle

abandon the emptiness

and aspire to wave

the flag of victory

and take

the crown of honors

in quiet.

A surge of spring

A surge of flowing spring

cleansing the heart

in spotless purity

the sweetness of water

moistening a compassionate seedling

a surge of fresh spring

softening the heart

sensitizing it to the quiver

of petals

and the zen of water

a surge of fresh spring

becomes a mirror in the mind

reflecting gratitude and compassiom

and the width of ocean.

Rain of poetry

Rain falling gently

outside the window

lines of poetry

exuding delicate fragrance

every word every line

is the outline of constellation

and the journey

traveled.

Dreams of childhood

The sky of childhood is azure

the dream of childhood is sweet

the dream of childhood is a winter morning

hiding in bed

looking at the window grilles

listening to fairy tales

the dream of childhood is a prairie of spring

a group of friends

running around amongst wildflowers

watching butterflies and bees shuttling

and birds flying freely

the dream of childhood is a summer afternoon

lying quietly in bed

after a cool bath

listening to grasshoppers singing

under the eaves

the dream of childhood is a garden of autumn

still that group of friends

doing cartwheel

chasing crickets

under the clear syrupy sky

of childhood.

The heart knows

The river of life

is a beautiful ballad

what kind of melody it is

only the heart knows

the heart swells with happiness

like the eye of the morning sunshine

always so bright

streetlights diffuse

like flowers that bloom on treetops

in the valley

covering up the night sky

filling up the heart

what song is this

this surging melody

only the heart knows.

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