Friday, August 17, 2012

Two Poems Written In An Inn By The Jialing River Comments

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In an inn by the Jialing, my traveler's bed feels empty.
The water flows noisily all night.
I gaze at trees on the mountain past the south wall,
and see wild flowers teasing me in soft moonlight.
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