By: Amoureax Amant
Mountain in rosy dress of peach blossoms,
filled foams of scents of spring of peach blossoms,
and yielded peach on branch in fall valley,
on bough on branch there kid climbed like monkey.
Clear stream like silver belt around mountain,
streamed through farmlands there folks harvested fain,
and rolled bamboo fall leaf like boat drifting,
on clouds reflected in water floating.
Bamboo bridge between mountain and farmland,
hung above there walked couples hand in hand,
below bridge there sang by rolling water,
love bloomed like peach blossom, wildest flower.
Bamboos with chanting leaves leaned on stream shore,
sighed in fall breeze, why flame fireflies died for.