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Return To Songshan
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Wang Wei 699-759
Clear river ... a long narrow band,
Horse cart idles along ... xianxian.
Water flows like my thoughts,
Flocks of birds return with me.
Deserted village overlooks old ferry crossing,
Setting sun floods autumn mountains.
Songshan towers high in the distance,
Coming back, I shut my door on the world.
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Guī Sōngshān Zuò
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Wáng Wéi 699-759
Qīng chuāndài cháng bó,
Chē mǎ qù xián xián.
Liú shuǐ rú yǒu yì,
Mù qín xiāng yǔ huán.
Huāng chéng lín gǔ dù,
Luò rì mǎn qiū shān.
Tiáo dì sōng gāo xià,
Guī lái qiě bì guān.
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