The Jade Mountain/A Farewell to Li Tuan
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A FAREWELL TO LI TUAN
By my old gate, among yellow grasses,Still we linger, sick at heart.The way you must follow through cold cloudsWill lead you this evening into snow.Your father died; you left home young;Nobody knew of your misfortunes.We cry, we say nothing. What can I wish you,In this blowing wintry world?