读诗猜诗

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Each poet or poetess has his style or her own;

I know mine is subtle and delicate alone.

I sing of moonlit flowers in melancholy strain;

I write of weeping willows shedding tears in rain.

Like hidden emerald I'm ever kept apart;

On my self-made rosy leaf I pour out my heart.

Growing too old to sort my poems one by one,

I send you these old ones you may show to your son.