The hovering rockets are so unselfish.
Despite the chill and height, they express their wish.
Making noises louder than the firecracker.
Gesturing nicely like the dragon dancer.
After they emit dazzling light in crazes
Their bodies will then explode in small pieces.
They have no aim in their life but to enjoy
Thus attracting a big crowd to share their joy.
Chinese paintings & calligraphy about all Charles Wu's poems
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem