Of green
dreams in winter,
thawed brooks purl anew.
Phantom sunflowers touch the sky
Waking.
春 の 道子
dreams in winter,
thawed brooks purl anew.
Phantom sunflowers touch the sky
Waking.
春 の 道子
The autumn leaves are falling like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups at my table. T’ang Dynasty poem
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Auspicious!
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