Gordon Tseng

Rookie (Taiwan)

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A Love Song By The Star

Singing a love song, wandering in that peaceful and lonely night,
The blinking star lets his touching notes take a ride with the moonlight.
To thank the moon for her fan-like listening, her generous free flight,
The notes dance on the black sleepy ocean, make it excited and silver white.

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Dad's Tung Blossoms

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</></></>Up the hill, the Tung blossoms of this year are awake,
Above the green ocean, flying their white snowflakes.
Up dad's head hill, some of them just cannot wait
To quietly spread their snowflakes in the black night that's not really late.

Dad takes us up to the hill's peaceful lake
To feel those gentle flakes the breezes gently make.

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