| Expressing My Humble Thoughts |
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| Eight hundred days |
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| On Travel |
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| As far as sleeping goes |
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| At the corner of the reed fence |
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| Like a throng of warriors |
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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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| I have brothers, younger brothers in a place far away |
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| I have a sister, little sister, living in Zhongli |
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