The risen sleeping dragon flies across the sky of change
For a new year is about to past through the edge.
The flight will take him through his golden history
For it is filled with happy and sorrowful stories.
The darkness and light he wishes to seek
Was the destination he meant to meet.
His mind and heart will always be firm
For the fate he face he will confirm.
Through winds and rain he will walk
And accept the criticism and people’s mock.
Devotion, wisdom and knowledge written in pen
Symbolize his saint one carrying his fan.
His change from hermit to the phoenix
Like a turtle on Olympus’ apex.
For he know he will change in time
When the winds of change blow the ancient chime....................................
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