Changming Yuan
Photo: Mira Dimova
Orchid: Deep in the valley
Alone on an obscure spot
You bloom none the less
Lotus: From foul decayed silt
You shoot clean against the sun
Never pollutable
Mum: Hanging on and on
Even when wishes wither
You keep flowering
Plum: Your brave bold blood dropped
As though to melt all world’s snow
Before spring gathers
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