Inscribed on the Painting, Solitary Crane, in the Collection of Jao Shih-ying
When ocean breezes blow the moon,
he remembers the precarious nest;
in pure night air, he preens his feathers,
snow filling up the pond.
The immortal recluse does not know
this is just a painting:
he keeps hearing the long, screeching cry
from the tips of the pine trees.
he remembers the precarious nest;
in pure night air, he preens his feathers,
snow filling up the pond.
The immortal recluse does not know
this is just a painting:
he keeps hearing the long, screeching cry
from the tips of the pine trees.
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