I am the white snow blanket
left by an angry night.
You are the blue cool sky
that contrasts with the light.
I am the pinnacle of a mountain
caught in a lover's dream.
You are the teasing splash
of a rolling mountain stream.
I am the Winter maples
that quiver for sunlit skies.
You are the Summer sun that
brings flowers to my eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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