Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

I was gonna paddle my own canoe,

but friends of mine called me for barbecue,

as moon was full, whose moonlight was too bright,

for twelve times in one year, in autumn night.

Pearl moon reminded me of distant you,

whose moonlight poured in cup like honeydew,

which honeydew shimmered with white moonlight,

which white moonlight shimmered with neon light.

In barbecue buffet, someone lit flame,

to cook barbecue, when we played card game,

winner might laugh, loser might drink the wine,

which wine shimmered with hues of dusk sunshine.

In crowded street, where there was full of noise,

there was someone fell in fountain of joys,