The girlish sentimental willow,
Dances in the brilliant glow,
The nameless smiling flower,
Blossoms near Yangtze River.
I walk, I think and I see,
They all seem exist for me.
Go back with slight pain,
Hoping that I can come again.
Composed on June 12,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem