Early Summer in the Year Jen-tzu —Playfully Painted in the Manner of Ts'ao Yün-hsi
Stone cliffs, no clouds,
deserted gully path;
wild, wild bamboo leaves
after a night of wind.
My mind wanders among old trees
and withered vines,
poetry lies hidden in the cold mist
and the wild grass.
deserted gully path;
wild, wild bamboo leaves
after a night of wind.
My mind wanders among old trees
and withered vines,
poetry lies hidden in the cold mist
and the wild grass.
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