Ducks Are the First To Sense the Warming of Water

Beyond the bamboo brush pop up a few twigs of peach blossom; 
Ducks are the first to sense the warming of the river delightsome. 
The beach wormwoods are everywhere while reeds in bud; 
It is time for the globefish to swim upstream in spring flood. 
(tran.)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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December 6, 2018 at 6:32 PM
Hello Charlie, this poem is so well written. As iread this poem, i can see the scene in front of me. Have a nice evening my friend. We have snow now.
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December 10, 2018 at 8:54 AM
hi, Darlene, long time no see. Thand you so much for reading it for me. Thank you for your kind comments. Charlie
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