Azalea - Poem by Charles WOO
Spring breeze comes with drizzle,
Moistens here and there.
Red and white and many colors,
Azalea blooms everywhere.
The leaves are Small and the flowers are delicate,
They mix well densely and charming.
The beauty of the azalea looks like
the goose's feather brightened by fire flaming.
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