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Towering Wushan 2
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Lu Zhaolin 641-680
Can't see enough of Wushan!
Peer hard as dawn mist sinks.
Among murky trees gibbons howl,
Seach for Sorceress in the clouds
in vain.
Sudden surf churns river channel,
Pounding rain glooms peak tatoos.
Drenched clothes even here,
Now again
from afar
thinking of you.
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Wūshān Gāo
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Lú Zhàolín 641-680
Wushān wàng bù jí,
Wàngwàng xià cháo fēn.
Mò biàn tí yuán shù,
Tú kàn shénnǚ qù.
Jīng tāo luàn shuǐmài,
Zhòuyǔ àn fēng wén.
Zhān shāng jīcǐ dì,
Kuàng fù yuǎn sī jūn.
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