Travelling Again

 Temple remember once travel place
 Bridge remember again cross time
 River mountain like waiting
 Flower willow become selfless
 Country vivid mist shine thin
 Sand soft sun colour late
 Traveller sorrow all become decrease
 Stay here again what this


 I remember the temple, this route I've travelled before,
 I recall the bridge as I cross it again.
 It seems the hills and rivers have been waiting,
 The flowers and willows all are selfless now.
 The field is sleek and vivid, thin mist shines,
 On soft sand, the sunlight's colour shows it's late.
 All the traveller's sorrow fades away,
 What better place to rest than this?

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