Retirement Life Poem by Charles WOO

The gold wind blows warmly and the weather is very fine.
I lead the life of a recluse enjoying the sunshine.
Despite all my efforts, I cannot stop the gay moment.
On seeing the red peach blossom, I am so pleasant.
In the poem website, I become a happy writer.
At my leisure, I play flute and sometimes I plant flower.
Refined scholars admire my works in the simple farmhouse.
Some play fiddle and chess while some chant and paint in my house.

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