鐔津文集 18.77

English (machine translation) 18.77

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18.77

A ravine spring is what I love; / The mountain retreat is quiet without clamor. / Spring veins arise beneath the clouds; / Night sounds reach before my pillow. / The wind ceases, not stirring the bamboo; / The moon rises, gibbons have not yet cried. / Over the rocks it murmurs ever more urgently, / Chilly and cool, refreshing the dreaming soul.

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鐔津文集 — Classical Chinese