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Grass spreads across the ancient plain; each year it withers and blooms anew.
Wildfires cannot consume it all; spring winds bring it back to life.
Its distant fragrance invades the old road; its emerald green reaches the ruined city.
Once more I see my friend off; lush grass fills my heart with parting sorrow.
Grass spreads across the ancient plain; each year it withers and blooms anew.
Wildfires cannot consume it all; spring winds bring it back to life.
Its distant fragrance invades the old road; its emerald green reaches the ruined city.
Once more I see my friend off; lush grass fills my heart with parting sorrow.
