Harmonizing with Great Officer Yan's Poem "The Start of the Fine Weather"
Evening sunlight aswim with the river mist,
The setting sun is shining on the dike.
The rain-soaked blossoms cannot flutter far,
Dark storm-clouds mass and lower threateningly.
Feeling the heat the swallows have changed to stone,
The dragons have vanished, turned to mud once more
I pour out fragrant water from a snow-cold gorge,
And fish from a little skiff on a lotus creek
Just make the heart look on all things as equal,
And you will not grieve at inequality.
The setting sun is shining on the dike.
The rain-soaked blossoms cannot flutter far,
Dark storm-clouds mass and lower threateningly.
Feeling the heat the swallows have changed to stone,
The dragons have vanished, turned to mud once more
I pour out fragrant water from a snow-cold gorge,
And fish from a little skiff on a lotus creek
Just make the heart look on all things as equal,
And you will not grieve at inequality.
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