Night Rain beneath the City Walls of P'i-chou

Toward evening, the weather turns cold
and I moor my boat for the night by the shore.
Lying on my pillow, I can't fall asleep:
rain at night, on the roof of my lonely cabin.
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Yang Shih-ch'i
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