The Wild Chrysanthemums On the Roadside
A mother chrysanthemum is blooming
On the side of a footpath were
People are hurrying to and fro
It stood quietly with the defiance of the people
Showing a scene that looks coincidental
Being ignored or not by the thinking eyes
Just bloomed for its own destiny as a fact
Not for a bit for the strangers' passers-by
So why does one need to offer a cheap sigh
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