Traveling From Shih-Kuan Pavilion At Night
I have followed the mountains a thousand miles
floating on streams for ten nights, nearly.
Returning birds. I rest my oars.
The stars thin out. A weary trip.
With spreading dawn, the moon shines bright.
Cold sinks deep in the early dew.
floating on streams for ten nights, nearly.
Returning birds. I rest my oars.
The stars thin out. A weary trip.
With spreading dawn, the moon shines bright.
Cold sinks deep in the early dew.
Hsieh Ling-Yun :
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