发表于：Fri Apr 29 08:36:45 CST 2016
Partridges in the Sky
In the' greenish mist and soft sunset rests my home,
Which from the dust of worldly affairs is free.
Th' nectar sipped, 'midst the bamboo groves I roam;
Th' Buddhist Scripture close'd, I watch the mounts with glee.
I love reciting poems; 'bout mishaps who'd care?
Amuse myself here and there as well as I may.
Creator has a varied heart, I'm aware,
To which it's nothing to let heroes decay.