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坦途篇 Flat Road

Rosebuds

Pink and delicate rosebuds
wake up on branches silently,
turning up with layers upon layers.

With yawns
in slightly idle elegance,
you crane your neck from the embrace of leaves
to peer this

unfamiliar world.

Staring at a curious face
in bashful silence,

you turn your head.
Companions are still hiding themselves,
not revealing
the subtle face.

A river in a distance
is surrounded with flickering willows by wind.
The golden sunshine

spreads luminous beam,
weaving long verdant gown
for the earth.
Abustle orioles and swallows

are chirping
on the enchanting spring days with infinite magnificence.

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