Spring Travel
Keeping on and on,
a traveler gets farther, farther away;
dust of the world
follows an indefatigable horse.
A traveler's feelings
after the sun's rays slant-
colors of spring
in the morning mist.
The river's flow heard
at the empty inn-
flowers just blooming
at the old palace.
I think of home
a thousand li away;
wind off the pond
stirs in green willows.
Chia Tao
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