You are extolled with praises by poets.
Your cold weather with wild chillness
However a barrier, they still praise
Crowning you with more wordy ice.
Under the winking stars, friendly
With the smiling moon illustriously
Above you in wintered darkness so vigilantly
You look like a watchdog obediently.
You are cool at night, even snowy
Frozen and foggy sometimes.
Newly fresh like a pious lady on sunny.
You look different and different to me.
Streaks of water golden and silvery
Day and night and with sprayed flowery
Colours of bed for birds and breeze
To rest in cold is an eternal amaze.
But a doubt. Sitting on your peak
Caught by cold I' am shivering. You're meek!
How come? Ever've sneezed lady mountain?
Lady mountain
