Poems eager to praise swans are not about shooting ~ Oh ~!

swan

Like a blooming snow lotus

As elegant as a fairy

Whether it's a swamp

Or the tranquil Crystal Lake.

Light and graceful posture

The body is almost motionless.

Swimming time

Sailing forward like a white boat

They are always inseparable.

Spread your wings and fly together during the day.

Sleep at night. ...

one day

A flock of swans

Sweep across the lake in the evening

They spread their wings.

Sometimes I sing.

Sometimes the lower back.

Sometimes it falls on the lake and makes a noise.

Sometimes chasing splashing waves

And then fly again

Form a long line

Planned flight

Go to the beach by the lake for the night

"bang!" Gunfire.

A beautiful angel was shot down.

white swan

With blood and screaming

Fall into a clear lake

cry/weep bitterly

Struggle on the water.

Looking at the sunset sky.

……

Long-term anger

Into countless "?"

Leave slowly

a little while

A white dot rushed down.

On the lake where the swan died.

wander

Reluctantly flying around.

Swan is very sad.

roar

Why? Why?

suddenly

It hit a big branch nearby.

fall

Two swans are quiet.

Lying on the lake

Not moving at all.

Looking at the sky

……