By: Amoureax Amant
Ten miles spring wind shaked peach blossom in south,
and mixed with scent of blossom came through mouth,
as though south wind picked peach blossom like hand,
whose fingers mixed with scent in peach island.
Summer lily attracted twinkling moth,
and held leaf umbrella like girl in youth,
as though lily listened blade frogs in band,
whose croaks came with ripple echoed on sand.
Autumn moon emerged as pearl face in mind,
and fall leaves slipped like butterflies with wind,
as though you condensed moonlight shone through dream,
and yearnings condensed fall leaves flowed with stream.
Winter snowflake fluttered and whitened hair,
as though we grew old together in fair.