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Thoughts of old time from a night-mooring under Mount Niuzhu – Li Bai

This night to the west of the river-brim
There is not one cloud in the whole blue sky,
As I watch from my deck the autumn moon,
Vainly remembering old General Xie….
I have poems; I can read;
He heard others, but not mine.
…Tomorrow I shall hoist my sail,
With fallen maple-leaves behind me.


牛渚西江夜, 青天无片云;
登舟望秋月, 空忆谢将军。
余亦能高咏, 斯人不可闻。
明朝挂帆席, 枫叶落纷纷。

2016-06-23

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