鐔津文集 18.85

English (machine translation) 18.85

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18.85

Passing through the Nine-Mile Pine Gate when snow ceases, / The wicker litter sways, brushing pine branches. / Rain detaining the lodging guest falls slantwise again; / Wind sending off the traveler also blows back in reverse. / At the ornamental pillar, startled that the yellow crane has returned; / In my ears still lingers the white gibbon's sorrow. / Tomorrow morning, if I do not put on mountain-climbing clogs, / I can avoid your poking fun at this disciple of Xie Lingyun.

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