| At my home / the bright dew fades |
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| I put good rice in water |
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| So that no one will see |
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| Children, The / who cried |
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| Spring comes / and the night sadly wanes away |
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| Through the bright gleaming |
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| I have a sister, little sister, living in Zhongli |
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| To the south there is a dragon living in a mountain pool |
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| A Traveler, a traveler, Zimei his name |
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| Long hoe, long hoe, handle of white wood |
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