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I've given up poetry — mdash;I have no new manuscripts
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The Wind sighs in the reeds — autumn on the rustic shore
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You think I am happy
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Just a few feet away, a temple from the Six Dynasties
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The False words of the Buddhists and Taoists
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The Artemisia Tiger
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Reflections in the river: trembling spring trees
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Li Hsü of Ch'ien-chou is an old friend of mine
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The Hundred-Fold Cord
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Suddenly, warm weather, I change to lighter clothes
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