Louisa Dai Poems

A shooting ball is swooshing;
People in globe are watching.
On a sudden
Hails of cheers, vales of tears.
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I taste honey
With a smelling toast,
Too sweet;
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Sunset on river spreads its ember,

Half cold jade, half warm amber.
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A new moon rises in an old poem,
And leans upon my window.
Her graceful smiles mellow
My osmanthus to bloom.
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Leaves of last purple magnolia

Fall in soft incessant rain.
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Autumnal Sense
Sand and Sky (Tune)
by Ma ZhiYuan (1250-1324)
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I dropp my heavy footsteps into a bar.

Cool air pierces my weary bone.
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