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Emeishan's Golden Summit emerging after rain
Sketches From My Rambles On Mount Emei
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Zhang Yuzhi
From the Spirit Cliff
a lone trail leads into green dusk;
After the rain the tan flower's fragrance
comes from over the stream.
Away from the world
I long to steal only a half day's leisure;
Instead
I stroll around the balcony
bent on seeking a poem.
Four and twenty years
and climbing the Golden Summit!
The six and twenty Azure City peaks
are small beside it.
I scratch my head
and chat with heaven barely a foot away;
I laugh aloud
as underneath my feet the white clouds surge.
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Éméi Yóucǎo
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Liú Yùbō
Shī huái dàn dàng rèn qīng yín,
Yún jìng fēng shū yuè zài lín.
Wǒ xìng qīnglián tóng lǎng bào,
Bàn lún qiū yǐng dào ērjīn.
Qīshísì líng shàng jīndǐng,
Sānshíliù fēng xiǎo qīng chéng.
Sāoshǒu wèn tiān zhēn zhǐchǐ,
Xiào yú zúdǐ bái yún shēng.
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