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Where white clouds rise
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People have praised my way of life
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The Crows hastening to their nests
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Beyond where the wild geese fly
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Day closes, / Time to feast and rest
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I've forgotten the net and rod
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Silver scales and jade scales
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Let's stop angling and see
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The Sun's fair rays are shining
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Gently, the side wind blowing
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