A cloudy day in Hangzhou.
But still the cherry
blossom season.
The scent already in the air.
From the morning love
you gave to me.
Like a moist early spring.
This is a loving.
The cold weather returns
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 