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Crossing Poyang Lake On Way To Wucheng
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Chen Sanli 1853-1937
My eyes riveted to Lake Viewing Pavilion,
Willows warmed by the setting sun.
Those who excel at statecraft,
Are only praised by cawing crows.
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Dù Hú Zhì Wúchéng
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Dīng yǎn wǎng hú tíng,
Hōng yǐ cányáng liǔ.
Zhōng xīng shù rénwù,
Dōu zài tí yā lǒu.
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