#AmericanWriters
Our togetherness is like a sweet d… Too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose awakening should have been i… And now like a dream you will vani… And only in dream can we chance to…
All streams flowing East or West Must flow into the sea; The current from the middleland Sweeps by the lonely island. Gold and silver pebbles mingle,
Down the Western hill the bright… Making yellow gold of all the air. On a lonely hilltop, away from the… A golden dragon stands staring, wi… Dreams that fade and die in the br…
The sun sets low in the west; The farewell song is over; We are separating. Leaning on the sandalwood oar I g… Far away, the sky.
It is spring, And somewhere in the night A lute is playing. It sings of youth and joy, And love.
I sit through the long night In the high tower, And listen to the autumn rain Outside my window. There is no sound of human life,
Love is like a friendship caught o… In the beginning a flame, Very pretty, often hot and fierce But still and only light and flick… As love grows older, our hearts ma…
Rain, Black clouds, Fallen blossoms and pale moon, The hurried flight of birds The arrival of lonely autumn
Once more I hold you in my arms; And once more I lost myself in A paradise of my own. Right now you and I are in A golden boat drifting freely on a…
I wish neither to possess, Nor to be possessed. I no longer covet paradise, More important, I no longer fear… The medicine for my suffering
The breeze on the bank Already blows cool and mild; The distant merging of lake and sk… Is but a red trace of sunset. The deep silence of the lake,
Rays spring from the East like pu… The humming bird begins his flight… Happily he flies through the purpl… Looking for the lovely pink rose. On the mountain peak,
The wind is in high frolic with th… Outside the garden a little yellow… Clinging desparately to its mother… I pick up the leaf And put it in the book,
Who knows when meeting shall ever… It might be for years or It might be forever. Let us then take a lump of clay, Wet it, pat it,
Though the night was made for lovi… And the day returns too soon. And so the time flies hopefully Although she’s far away. Other thoughts may come and go,
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