Emerald green moss

Rain drops in the plum orchard
tick
Spring breeze' hair
silky
And my mind, like sand
nomads

Along my path to search for you
white walls and black tile roofs
Nine-curved narrow alley
nests peach blossoms
From the love in my heart
emerald green moss has grown

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