It sang skilfully in the season of summer.
Two transparent wings made its body flying lighter.
The forest became quiet when it was chirping.
With a plan in mind, its ambition was blooming.
Chinese paintings & calligraphy about all Charles Wu's poems
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem