Li Bai — "Flying waters descending straight three thousand feet, Till I think the Milky Wa…"
Flying waters descending straight three thousand feet, Till I think the Milky Way has tumbled from the ninth height of Heaven.
Flying waters descending straight three thousand feet, Till I think the Milky Way has tumbled from the ninth height of Heaven.
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"I wake with the moon on my pillow—it’s frost, I suppose."
"Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon, Turned to my shadow, and we became three."
"What place under heaven most hurts the heart? Laolao Ting, for seeing visitors off. The spring wind knows how bitter it is to part, The willow twig will never again be green."
"You ask for what reason I stay on the green mountain, I smile, but do not answer, my heart is at leisure. Peach blossom is carried far off by flowing water, Apart, I have heaven and earth in the human…"
"I climb up high and look on the four seas, Heaven and earth spreading out so far. Frost blankets all the stuff of autumn, The wind blows with the great desert's cold."
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