Poem Written During a Dream on the Twenty-Third Day of the Intercalary Fourth
Tender mulberry leaves fill the basket-racks
with their delicate green;
fine rain, delightful breeze —
it's silkworm-raising time!
Outside, mud in beaks, the swallows are chattering:
" The news carried by summer cherries
has now come to the south "
with their delicate green;
fine rain, delightful breeze —
it's silkworm-raising time!
Outside, mud in beaks, the swallows are chattering:
" The news carried by summer cherries
has now come to the south "
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