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Du Fu: A spring view

Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure;

And spring comes green again to trees and grasses

Where petals have been shed like tears

And lonely birds have sung their grief.

…After the war-fires of three months,

One message from home is worth a ton of gold.

…I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin

To hold the hairpins any more.


国破山河在, 城春草木深。

感时花溅泪, 恨别鸟惊心。

烽火连三月, 家书抵万金。

白头搔更短, 浑欲不胜簪。



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