Mooring in the Rain at Sung-ling
Once again, my luggage packed, I'm returning to Wu;
my path lies in the wilds now—I'm like a wild duck!
All night, the sound of rain on my sail, among the reeds—
drop after drop leading my dreams through the rivers and lakes.
my path lies in the wilds now—I'm like a wild duck!
All night, the sound of rain on my sail, among the reeds—
drop after drop leading my dreams through the rivers and lakes.
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