The Paintings on My Wall Have Been Damaged by the Weather

When the southeastern wall was first put in,
it was fresh with bright designs,
but wind and rain have mildewed all the horns and scales!
For ten years now, wall and door have been peeling away:
well, let people laugh at these scabby unicorns!
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T'ang Hsien-tsu
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