| Forty li through Chü-yang Pass |
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| The Sage has the Six Classics |
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| All my friends can write them |
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| While an official, I never wrote lyrics |
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| Don't ask about the Six Dynasties of the Sui Palace |
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| The Hundred-Fold Cord |
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| Suddenly, warm weather, I change to lighter clothes |
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| War ships, cold tides |
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| This morning the air is fine for Ch'ing-ming |
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| Three feet of mud in this narrow alley |
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