鐔津文集 18.139

18.139

Flowing on and on, the calendar of the year is new; / mid-spring days have not yet filled a ten-day span. / Why should a gentleman of the blue clouds across ten thousand leagues / come to inquire after a white-haired man of the Twin Peaks? / The poetic sentiments are wonderfully startling, containing an aged style; / his spirit is clear and crisp, cherishing the fragrant season. / How much more so having heard of Magistrate Tao Yuanliang's aloof pride: / with your wax clogs, you must come and keep company with me.