On the Tung-ting Lake—1
Westward from Tung-ting the Chu River branches out,
While the lake fades into the cloudless sky of the south.
The sun gone down, the autumn twilight steals afar over Chang-sha.
I wonder where sleep the lost queens of Hsiang of old.
While the lake fades into the cloudless sky of the south.
The sun gone down, the autumn twilight steals afar over Chang-sha.
I wonder where sleep the lost queens of Hsiang of old.
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