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Cow sheep move down slowly Each self shut wicker door Wind moon from clear night River hill not homeland Stone spring flow dark cliff Grass dew drip autumn root Head white lamp brightness inside What need flower embers flourish |
The cows and sheep are moving slowly down, Each villager has shut his wicker gate. The wind and moon disturb the clear night, This landscape of rivers and hills is not my homeland. A spring flows from the dark stone of a cliff, The autumn dew drips on the grass's roots. My white head is within the lamp's brightness, What need for the flower to flourish so? |