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Wei Yingwu · Medieval
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Is it raining on the river all the way to Ch'u?—
The evening bell comes to us from Nan-king.
Your wet sail drags and is loath to be going
And shadowy birds are flying slow.
We cannot see the deep ocean-gate—
Only the boughs at Pu-kou, newly dripping.
Likewise, because of our great love,
There are threads of water on our faces.
A Greeting on the Huai River to My Old Friends from Liang-ch'üan →
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