Years without feelings and rivers and lakes sinister, in the world no poems so lonely
Country gathering personal loyalties and ideal gushing, in the human world gathering loves no lonely
River fat and bank thin, blue waves turn over and over, after drinking tea, leisure to enjoy snow in front of the gate
Willow charming and peach tender, green clouds roll and unroll, after meal silent to watch the dew on the lotus leaves
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