On the Fifteenth Day of the Seventh Month I Came Home Late from the City

Stayed late in town, sped home in my boat,
afraid the dust had soiled my fisherman's cap.
Home again, I found there had been a storm:
torn leaves hanging from the banana trees.
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Shen Chou
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