Classic Poem

Maple leaves fill the emerald mountain,
leaf after leaf of brilliant flame!
The Milky Way — when did it spill from the sky
and fall to earth in this place?
She seems to be a woman warrior,
full of power, but sensuous as well!
She spits out vapors into rainbows;
heavy with blossoms, her cloudy hairdo falls.
Spray and foam sprinkled on our whiskers,
we sit on rocks by the stream.
And who is the most deeply moved of all?
— This " China-guy " right here!