Charles WOO Poems
|244.||My Brother Returns From Taiwan||2/26/2008|
|245.||Grateful To My Teacher||1/26/2008|
|246.||Learn To Write Poem||12/1/2007|
|247.||Fishing In The River At Autumn Night||8/17/2007|
|248.||Amazed By The Beauty!||2/24/2006|
|249.||The Geisha Who Played Chinese Flute||10/31/2009|
|250.||Plum, Orchid, Chrysanthemum And Bamboo||2/19/2012|
|255.||To Our Retired School Superintendent||8/14/2008|
|257.||The Sun & Moon Lake||1/18/2012|
|262.||To Say Good-Bye||11/25/2007|
|265.||Cold Pines At Moonlight Night||2/18/2006|
Comments about Charles WOO
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: -
To read books and newspaper;
To write articles and poems better;
To participate activities as they come;
Website couplets, I appreciate some;
To invite friends to talk about Buddhism;
Organ music, I play with enthusiasm;
To enjoy my inner tranquility with melody;
Content with what I am is my living strategy;
To tour around the world by ocean liner;
To explore the nature with my ...
The River Runs Again
Night rain is so heavy that it makes all streams overflow.
Thank for the river which gives way for them to go.
Rainbow appears when the weather is rainy and sunny.
As such, our leader 'Bi-ling' guides us to the peak humbly.
All fragrant flowers bloom fully in this fairyland.
Refined scholars exchange their harangues hand in hand.
They chant rhythmic verses and sonorous articles.
These celestial poems are songs of the angels.