Spring View

 Country damaged mountains rivers here
 City spring grass trees deep
 Feel moment flower splash tears
 Regret parting bird startle heart
 Beacon fires join three months
 Family letters worth ten thousand metal
 White head scratch become thin
 Virtually about to not bear hairpin 


 The country is broken, though hills and rivers remain,
 In the city in spring, grass and trees are thick.
 Moved by the moment, a flower's splashed with tears,
 Mourning parting, a bird startles the heart.
 The beacon fires have joined for three months now,
 Family letters are worth ten thousand pieces.
 I scratch my head, its white hairs growing thinner,
 And barely able now to hold a hairpin.

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