Loquat trees with leaves as ears of donkey grow in the hill.
Their fragrant flowers are as white as snow in a chill.
In different season, they change their appearance.
During summer, their golden fruit is my preference.
Chinese paintings & calligraphy about all Charles Wu's poems
http: //poem.bestfd.com/bbs/forum.php? mod=viewthread&tid=12101&extra=page%3D1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem