The willow
The willow stands up like the pure emerald.
Thousands of branches falling down like the green silk.
Nobody knows who cuts out the leaves;
It seems that the wind of spring works that way.
17/3/9 Erica
咏柳—贺知章
碧玉妆成一树高,万条垂下绿丝绦。
不知细叶谁裁出,二月春风似剪刀。
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