Back office of the Imperial Library

Pagoda tree flowers bright with rain, new autumn in the land;
paulownia leaves wind-tossed, sky verging on evening:
all day in the back office, nothing to do,
the senior librarian, white-haired, sleeps with his head on a book.
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Po Ch├╝-i
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