Noontime Meets the Zenith
N-oontime meets the zenith,
A-s the sun is in crimson hue;
N-ovember seventeenth day,
C-oal clouds don't scare
Y-ou.
A-s noontime meets the zenith,
N-ever be afraid of the rain;
G-ood weather shares the bright sky
U-ntil it turns into a black lane.
L-et the big beacon eliminate the dark and gray underneath;
O-ne light greets the pinnacle, as noontime meets the zenith.
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