J-ust let the morning break,
O-ne evening passes from view;
B-eautiful blue sky above
O-pens the moment for
Y-ou.
Q-uest for the fine clime,
U-ntil the rain disappears;
I-nclement weather turns fair,
N-ew dawn dries away the tears.
T-hird month thirteenth day,
A-fter the shadows are gone;
N-ight cold chill has faded,
A-s the haze is cleared by the sun.
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