The Retreat of Liu Kuo-pao

From the day you retired to this home of three paths
you have led your life in the Land of Intoxication.
You say the roads of the world are dangerous:
they can't compare with staying at home!
Shaken by the wind, the pines give a cold sound.
Steamed by the rain, the flowers waft fragrance.
So why are you not completely at peace?
Because you still work hard at your poems.
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Chang Y├╝
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