Li Zuo, translator, and calligrapher.
I often remember that day, the dusk,
When we walked on the beach at the gazebo.
We plunged into a beautiful landscape,
Forgot about that return time.
Not having time to enjoy a stroll,
On the boat we turned home.
The sky was cloudy, we got lost.
And by mistake to the Bush lotuses floated.
We tried to paddle with all his strength.
On the sand basking gulls.
The noise of their oars was greatly alarmed.
And, up, they soared skyward.
To the tune of “Juman-Lin.” Photo: Lee Cinja
The basics of Chinese calligraphy. Photo: the Author calligraphic dedications: Li Zuo