Lu Zhi

Composed At The Lingying Inn - Poem by Lu Zhi

Plum blossoms hold the melting snow and bear it;
Willows lean with the eastern wind and wait their leaves.
Lithe girl, wine cups, room in a tower;
The red sleeved wanderer
Sings in a soft voice Coming of Spring.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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