An Ode To The Willow Poem by He Zhizhang

An Ode To The Willow

Rating: 2.6


Up to your crown, O willow, dressed in the green of jades,
Myriads of twigs so verdant, droop like your silken braids.
Who knows who the tailor is, who's cut your leaves so fine? It's
The vernal winds past February, sharp as the scissors' blades.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
JENNA 19 July 2022

LOVE THIS POEM! ! ! !

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Anonymous 10 October 2020

He also wrote another one called 回乡偶书

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Anonymous 10 October 2020

He also wrote another one called 回乡偶书

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Leslie Philibert 14 August 2012

A fine poem filled with rhetorical richness, classic poetry.

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