Shanghai Breeze (I) Poem by Cigeng Zhang

leaves fall in Autumn, yet leaves lying fallen on Autumn ground, cry breeze left me fly, wind let me taste the sky, passing hand come rearrange play with me, colourful tints in fallen leaves sing come play with me :)

Hi Cigeng, There are old faces of the tree The girl's hands hold the lone tree What an extra ordinary picture is drawn by so few words. And then you develop it to bloom: , I pick up the fallen leaves She smiles at me in distance and conclude, breaking my heart, by I begin to sow the fallen leaves Softly on her new footsteps. I am at a loss of words to express my feelings now. Just overwhelmed.

Love and life! Around with the muse of nature. Nice work.

Paints a beautiful picture in my head, lovely write.

A beautiful poem, subtle and exquisite; there is sadness and a wistfulness brought out in the poem. I feel that She smiles at me in distance may sound better as She smiles at me from afar.