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Forty li through Chü-yang Pass
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The Sage has the Six Classics
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All my friends can write them
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While an official, I never wrote lyrics
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Don't ask about the Six Dynasties of the Sui Palace
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Willow catkins beyond the garden wait for evening tides
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The Rebels' cavalry are everywhere
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The Bird in flight parts from the old wood
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When the wind is gentle
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Last year, with jade hands, you offered cups of tea
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