True Friends
True Friends
Shore beside the moon's fall, two ears apart from the wall, flowers
Wild cranes flying in the misty heights, a sick guest wanders along the railings
Hidden birds stir in the bamboo grove, magpies dance among the colorful clouds
Time clears, only closing the door to meditate, early geese brush the golden river
Listening to the intoxication behind the window, the eight barbarians repair the defenses
How to tend the trees, who seeks the secluded groves?
Tranquility is now like this, a profound and silent eastern mountain
The courtyard loves the trees and bamboo, awakening, the sleep is cool
(Beautiful prose, emotion, philosophy, circle of friends, three farms and chicken soup)
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True Friends
