I dismount from my horse at the Hsi-Lin Temple;
I hurry forward, speeding with light cane.
In the morning I work at a Govermnment office-desk;
In the evening I become a dweller in the Sacred Hills.
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Brilliant. The Huangshan mountains of Anhui would have benefited from the pen of the master.
the fortunate official left alone with his dreams - love this!