What shall I write?
What shall I write?
I'm seated on a park bench
with a big pond in my sight
Birds are chirping all around me
fresh morning air I breathe
Under the shade of an old gnarled tree
with cool damp grass beneath.
"A Write in the Park, Day 1"
by Huang Bing Yao
01May22 0828 hrs GMT+8
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