Inscribed on My Ink Landscape Painting
From the top of Dragon Gate
I gaze down at West Lake:
Wu Tzu-hsü's hill, townsman's retreat,
props me from behind.
A sound of flute wafts on fragrant breeze
from amongst the lotus:
my soul melts, bit by bit,
at this scene within a painting.
I gaze down at West Lake:
Wu Tzu-hsü's hill, townsman's retreat,
props me from behind.
A sound of flute wafts on fragrant breeze
from amongst the lotus:
my soul melts, bit by bit,
at this scene within a painting.
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