ILLUSTRATION: TUAN ANH
In the middle of the morning mist
The person who parted the water into the lagoon
Deep pink lotus petals
The moonlight has not yet melted
Flowers bud gently open
Welcome the sweet scent of tea
The wind of love is singing
Caressing the ephemeral night
Shadow of a person on the water
Lotus embraces dewdrops
The scent of tea cries
Wait for dawn to leave
I return to the middle of life
Hand-held fragrant tea
Remember his figure once
The smile of a hundred years
Blink of an eye, the season of flowers passes by
The tea is cold, the aroma remains.
The scent remains, the lotus has gone out.
Still green sky
Each strand of tea is winding.
Silence we seek
The scent of the wind sways gently
Awaken from a lifetime of sleep
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