Out with the old and in anticipation of the Chinese New Year

Bamboo flute's lone passage through the bamboo grove Spring breeze carries warmth gently Among the proud bamboos a single tunnel of bamboo spring breeze brings warmth gently peach silk blends with red Countless doors and myriad jars never speak day after day—how can one empty their heart and soul in search of Buddha A single bamboo stalk in the proud bamboo flute spring breeze brings warmth gently peach silk and red blend Day after day countless doors and myriad jars remain sealed yet how can one lay bare their heart and soul in pursuit of Buddha A single bamboo stalk in the proud flute's melody spring breeze carries warmth gently