Half-moon
on the rise
Village
dims light after light
Hearing
the hour bell
High
summer season
Raining,
cold, windy weather
Keeping
festivals
You
look at the moon
And
the moon looks back at you
Brothers
in sadness
Lazy
afternoon
Watching
the snails run by
A
drink now and then
Damp
air from meadow
Some
drops rolling over leaves
But
crickets chirp
Late
summer blossoms
The
rain has scattered a few
Fragrance
still charming
Hot
summer
Even
with the sun hiding
Young
bird out of nest
.
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