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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About Wang WeiTimeline (699? - 761) |
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English version by Original Language |
Drifting on the Lake
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Autumn is crisp and the firmament far,
especially far from where people live. I look at cranes on the sand and am immersed in joy when I see mountains beyond the clouds. Dusk inks the crystal ripples. Leisurely the white moon comes out. Tonight I am with my oar, alone, and can do everything, yet waver, not willing to return.
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