Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Ballads Of Four Seasons: Spring - Poem by Li Po

The lovely Lo Fo of the western land
Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside.
Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand;
In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed.
'my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay.
Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray.'

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  • Gold Star - 31,001 Points * Sunprincess * (9/13/2015 10:07:00 PM)

    ..........oh the last line is my this ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

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