Ch'ang-an
White clouds, I cannot see their end,
leaning emptily on the tower's balustrade.
At midnight, a wild goose flies by:
the place he is coming from is Ch'ang-an.
leaning emptily on the tower's balustrade.
At midnight, a wild goose flies by:
the place he is coming from is Ch'ang-an.
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