Returning Sails at a Distant Shore
Evening sun sinks;
wineshop banner hangs.
Two, three boats
have not yet reached the shore.
Water fragrant with falling petals,
night comes to thatched roofs;
from the old bridge, fish peddlers leave for home.
wineshop banner hangs.
Two, three boats
have not yet reached the shore.
Water fragrant with falling petals,
night comes to thatched roofs;
from the old bridge, fish peddlers leave for home.
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