Two people facing each other, pouring wine among the opening of mountain blossoms
One cup, another cup, again another cup.
I am drunk and want to sleep, you can go now
With dawn's light, continue to hold a qin without strings.
Notes:
Qin: Ancient stringed musical instrument.
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Metanoia || Poems Collection
PoetryMetanoia means the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life. This is collection of poems all around the world. "We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. An...
