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Music of summer

Night is having a concert

the soft breeze reading the opening speech

stars are the light

the moon plays the role of a mirror

the frogs are the musicians

birds are dancing on stage

dogs and cats

cattle and sheep

in the audience enjoying the show

the brooks are singing soulfully

the song flows into dream

then the chicken invite dawn in

to be the judge

dawn claps its hands with excitement

and in the glow of the morning

the concert comes to an end



Green summer

The sun stays

in the sound of cicadas

a summer

a boy that loves insects

in the morning

running in the forest



birds flying overhead

streams flowing beneath the feet

ladybirds crawling in the gaps of grass

dew blooming with flowers

life is in the breeze

the sun immersed in the sea

fishes swimming slow

eyeing this stranger

a patch of green stretching ahead

throughout the summer

wandering in happiness.

Midsummer night

Black flame burning
a puppy with tongue hanging out
tasting bitter air
hourhand of midnight
a crow rushing to
the blue waters
silent waters
the pointer stops
at midnight in
the depth of
dead sea
igniting the poppies



the world suffused with,

sultry air,

senescent trees blazing,

in the sun,

cicadas crooning,

listless subfusc cazonet,

flies applauding,





I like the exuberance of spring,

everything withered puts on new attire,

and writes letters to dandelions.

I like summer,

seized by the song of cicadas,

romantic flowers,

and my wet clothes,

going home with the drizzle.

I like the vines of autumn,



Green autumn

Soundless wind blowing,

red river flowing,

in the clouds,

golden glow floating,

through the sky,

orange sun,

walking westward,

here the grass is still green,

babyish sun growing,

warmth rising,

undulating waves of grass,

awakened tides of the morning,

dancing butterflies and feathers,

just like the passionate colorful sails of summer,

the wonderful notes of the moon,

words of the nature,

sky is the composer,

in the pure autumn,

a flaming red dress,

a green bride

a blue sedan,

an excellent matchmaking,

by the nature.



The hand of time

Holding the hand of time,

i wander,

letting time flow into the soul,

that cold,

has melted into streams,

flowing into the distance,

light green grass in springtime,



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