Ch'Ing P'Ing Tiao Poem by Li Po

Ch'Ing P'Ing Tiao

Rating: 2.8


Clouds bring back to mind her dress, the flowers her face.
Winds of spring caress the rail where sparkling dew-drops cluster.
If you cannot see her by the jewelled mountain top,
Maybe on the moonlit Jasper Terrance you will meet her.

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* Sunprincess * 13 September 2015

............exquisite imagery...a lovely write ★

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