| For Several Years I Have Wanted To Grow a Garden, But Have Never Finished One. This Year It Is Already Halfway Through Summer, and This Has Made Me Despondent |
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| In the Ancient Manner |
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| On the Twenty-First Day of the Fifth Month, I Reached Home |
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| Boiling Falls |
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| Waking from a Nap |
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| Dreaming of Master Chung-lu |
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| Climbing Mount Yang |
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| Hearing Loom and Shuttle |
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| Poem of the Western Fields |
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| Distant Roads |
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