Bamboos Up, by Liu Hong-ping

Bamboos Up

You spring up as bamboos up
My love, I am the rain in spring
Quenching your thirst
Late at night
With my tears upon your leaves   You are from the opposite shore
Like nightfall
With a breeze blowing
And bamboos blooming
My sweetheart
Your eyes meet mine in the rustling   I’ m driving the night wind
At the edge of our story
My love, my age is streaming
As the spring is running
Outside are night words whispering

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Liu Hong-ping