Parrot by Lai He
White-colored like clothing made of snow,
Red beak, green feathers, talking strangely.
Year by year, locked inside a golden cage:
How can it compare to flying freely about Long Mountain?
Xindian West Side
No. 2
In the shallows of the stream, sand eroded rocks remain.
Beyond the dyke, the mere's deep waters are unclouded.
Across, the bank gradually adds new vistas.
Alongside the flow, expansion of growth and village.
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