Harmonizing with the Monk Heling's Poem "An Outing to the Kunming Pool"

Autumn sunlight gilds the evening sky,
In a fish-hawk boat we drift along the river
Thick water-chestnut hides the bathing birds,
Tall lotus screens the fisherman's boats from us
Small pearls lie strewn round snapped chrysanthemums,
Torn silk hangs from the broken lotus-buds
Falling blossoms urge us to drink our wine,
While we sing “The Roosting Birds” to a one-stringed lute.
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Yu Hsin
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