Water, rain, north, quarry
Iris in the rain
Imagine...
A rainy summer day,
At the edge of a deserted path,
A wild Iris and its piercing purple petals,
Alone among the gray of the sky and the green of the vegetation.
Poem Iris by Murong XI:
\"Please keep silent and never answer me again It must leave after all, this softness and clearness, A spring day with slightly humid wind
...
At the end, I am to you
As the deep purple iris is to this spring
Still betraying each other after all\"
