In the woods

Morning Morning Twilight Morning A bamboo cottage Far from the footage A channel in the runnage Dashing the boulders  Pushing the pebbles Sitting on the rock Surrounding the grass Birds chirps Water-falls jigs When the Sun strikes the ray’s over the cheeks Then the Tea cup spikes the foam over the face What do you think the tranquility more than that Yes Yes I saw a painting like that Such a lovely-lively thing I felt…

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