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Yellow Leaf

Sweet weather,
in a spring morning;
A falling yellow leaf
from tree to floor;
As a messenger of God
from heaven to earth;
Having supreme power,
Reflected by Golden sunshine;
Without being distracted,
With touch of monotonous air;
Welcome by
Sweet voice of cuckoo,
Dancing grasses
Flying bees
Murmuring stream,
Said,
Oh my child!
With virtue; be happy,
With nature; be happy.

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