Professional Documents
Culture Documents
Guided Generalization
Guided Generalization
Good rain know season At evening I make it down Not every isolated soul
At spring be bring life the mountain. Is looking for a savior.
Follow wind secretly enter Keeping company with the To see the proof, and silent
night moon. truth,
Moist thing soft without Looking back I see the paths just take a look at nature.
sound I’ve taken A single solitary flower
Country road cloud all black Blue now, blue beneath the is as beautiful alone.
River boat fire alone bright skyline. A meadow foam is
Dawn see red wet place You greet me, show the pleasurable but each grows
Flower heavy brocade hidden track, Where on its own.
government city children pull back hawthorn Caterpillars are
The good rain knows its curtains, companionless
season, Reveal green bamboo, the as they retire to their cocoons.
When spring arrives, it secret path, No-one near bears witness
brings life. Vines that touch the And regardless, still they
It follows the wind secretly traveller’s clothes. bloom.
into the night, I love finding space to rest, With space and time
And moistens all things Clear wine to enjoy with they become their best.
softly, without sound. you. With grace, redefined,
On the country road, the Wind in the pines till voices just being, they are blessed.
clouds are all black, stop,
On a riverboat, a single fire Songs till the Ocean of
bright. Heaven pales.
At dawn one sees this place I get drunk and you are
now red and wet, happy,
The flowers are heavy in the Both of us pleased to forget
brocade city. the world.