Different Circles Don't Need Forced Harmony
Different circles don't need to force harmony
For the clear night, bright moon, and gentle breeze, my lord cultivates himself, yet the world remains ignorant
New headdress and new ribbon, walking along the ponds, bringing gifts to young men
Today, you write of a journey to Sichuan, and I send my greetings to Mr. Zhao of the Confucian school
We meet only to discuss chapters, waiting by the curtain for the moon to set with dry tunes
The pond has ripples, the ice melts and opens; tumultuous waves and snowy brilliance turn over
The Huai River is indifferent to sorrow; I wish to pursue Li Bai with you
I languish, thinking of years spent sitting opposite you, already a fading dream, let us go with you
You promise to repay my kindness with a new color; Mr. Hui generously sends me verses about ponds
The shadow of Qing Xiang within, a sail unfurls; relying on imperial grace, the waves surge powerfully
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