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By: Long Teng '26
East wind ignites thousands of flowering trees; Stars drifting like rain. Jeweled horses and carved carriages leave a fragrance along the streets. The phoenix-shaped flute stirs up the crowd, while jade light turns, Fish and dragon lanterns dance across the night. Maidens crowned by the golden snow-willows, Laughing, pass with sleeves of hidden aroma. In the throng I seek her, A hundred times, then a thousand, Trying to grab on to her. Yet we pass. Suddenly, I turned, And there she stands, Where the lantern glow fades.
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