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BY LI T'AI-PO

The magnificent horse, galloping swiftly, tramples the fallen flower.
Down comes the riding-whip, straight down — it strikes the Five Cloud Cart
The young person who lifts the pearl door-screen is very beautiful. Moreover, she smiles.
She points to a Red Building in the distance — it is the home of the Flower Maiden.
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