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Winter Night Sendoff
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Jia Dao
At dawn you mount, ride swiftly over the village bridge,
Petals fall on Plum Stream, snow still frozen.
Short days, frigid sky, I grieve at your departure,
Endless Chu Mountains, your road ever remote.
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Dōng Yè Sòngrén
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Bàn míngqǐ mǎshàng cūn qiáo,
Huā luò méi xī xuě wèi xiāo.
Rì duǎn tiān hán chóu sòng kè,
Chu shān wúxiàn lù tiáoyiáo.
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