Listening to Cheng Yin Play His Qin
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Another Juan Chi ripening wine's renown
in bamboo forests full of crystalline wind.
you sit half drunk, let down flowing sleeves
and sweep your dragon-rimedd qin clean.
Then it's a fresh tune for each cup of wine,
dusk's blaze sinking away unnoticed. Soon,
thoughts deep among rivers and mountains,
I hear this mind my former lives all share.
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