Charles WOO Poems

I retire with honour leaving my post to other.
Settling all the public affairs, I am happier.
Like a fairy, I take naps leisurely.
Things which I like to do freely: -
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A golden sheen upon hazy mists, the winter moon shines
Whilst midnight chill seeps into the mountain pines.

Tall and silent, they stand with roots subtly entwined
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The rain moistens all plants silently in my small garden.
With wet mud, it helps bamboo shoots to grow all a sudden.
Fallen flowers stuck to my clogs make a queer weeping sound.
Tear stains appear on blossoms of the pear trees all around.
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All frown when bidding farewell to each other.
‘Will we meet again? ' nobody can answer.
Though reluctant to part, yet we have to go.
Shedding no tear, the old poet has sorrow.
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Adjusting the humidity and temperature,
It sends breeze to make the living space much cooler.
There is split-type or window-type air-conditioner.
With its companionship, people sleep well in summer.
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Hong Kong and Taiwan were attacked by epidemic disease.
The calamity of SARS killed a lot of Chinese.
The busy shopping centers became deadly quiet.
All merchants were indolent and lost their target.
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Hong Kong Disneyland is open for business today.
The paradise looks so new that all cheer, ‘Hurrah! '
Looking at the castle, you may dream about your childhood.
Flying over the stars, you explore the space where you could.
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Thick fog danced like a dark green dragon.
It spread over farmland under the mountain.
Trees looked more mysterious in its embrace.
Early mist shrouded the house and swallowed its staircase.
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Palm shape leaves look like fireworks exploding,
Coconut tree stretches high for clouds visiting.
When wind blows, green palm waves to salute
That melon size round ball is its Bearing fruit.
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The lake reflects the spirit of inspiration,
For it is misty and the calmness genuine.
The beauty scenes are fascinating.
The lake view is brilliant; the dragon-flies enjoy the green.
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