With the moon emerged, My mind is motionless.Sitting on this frosty seat, No further dream of fame.T
With the moon emerged, My mind is motionless.Sitting on this frosty seat, No further dream of fame.The forest, the mountain Follow their ancient ways,And through the long spring day, Not even a shadow of a bird.Reizan -- source link
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