Poetry a blend of vulnerability and power. Capturing feelings through lyrical language and poigant imagery~
Perfect blend of earnest duty of scholar, sharp eyes of general, dragon tears, phoenix yearnings, qilin's healing essence and nature's embrac...
Strolling across distant lands, A gentle breeze softly blows.
Lying on the green grass, The moon half-hidden among clouds,
Eyes half-closed, Longing for the lullabies from home, Striving to recall the zither melody you played, Hair cascading like a waterfall,
Gaze soft and tranquil, Fingers earnestly plucking the melody, A tune from the depths of the heart, Underneath the pink plum blossom.
I rested my head on my hand, Watching you play, Listening to you play the zither is like bathing in the spring breeze
In the dawn light, the zither music surrounds the ears, like a poem or painting. Thoughts drifting like clouds, The melody sounds, like the murmuring of a mountain stream.
A bird returns to its nest, and so does my heart. My heart fluttered, remembering your smile, Longing for hometown, yearning to return home.
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