A Gentle Breeze and Rain Play on the Flowers, Accompanying the Horizon in Half-Awake Dreams.
A gentle breeze and drizzle play upon the flowers,Half awake, half dreaming, accompanying the horizon.
Who perceives the fine willow branches with such clarity,A hint of peach fragrance and a cup of tea.
Deep or shallow, the yearning for splendor is illusory,Clouds rise and fall, all is empty and false,At midnight, intoxicated words cut through silken hair,Two strands of white hair have no home.
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