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Thursday, September 15, 2016

By the Crooked River (by Du Fu)

The fall of one blossom
Diminishes spring
How much more sorrowful
This wind that
Strips the bough clean

And how I long  
For a blossom
More enduring 
To be inured to this pain
The wine stains my lips

By the river I see
The blue winged kingfisher
Perched in its nest
While above the burial mound
The stone Unicorn crouches

It takes only a delicate push
For us creatures
To know pleasure
What’s the use worrying
About good name
Given our stumbling ways


曲江

一片花却春
风飘万点正愁人

且看欲尽花
厌伤多酒入唇

江上小堂翡翠
高冢麒麟

推物理
何用浮名此身


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