| In one place, flying clubs |
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| The Puppets which perform before the curtains |
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| Brush in rocks, draw a stream |
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| The River Ching flows rapidly |
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| Crossing the ridge, the woodcutter loses his way |
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| The Earthquake covered Shansi and Shensi |
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| Floating, floating, the river waters |
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| This crazy man has escaped the world |
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| I shake my robe — and mists disperse, leaving clear autumn sky |
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| As flowers fall at the river city, memories come to me |
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