To the Tune "Yellow Oriole"

Threads of rain weave lambent light;
I love green moss embroidering white walls!
Beyond mandarin-duck embankment,
emerald waves swell.
Fresh bamboo wafts its coolness,
hidden flowers, perfume.
Cloud-corridors, water-pavilions
are worth a look around.
We fill our golden cups,
bodies light and free,
every place is home!
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Yang Shen
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