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Poetry
A Question for Liu the Nineteenth
New unstrained wine, its froth green as ants; a small stove of red clay. Evening comes, the sky is about to snow— can you drink a cup?
问刘十九
Poetry
A Liangzhou Song
Fine grape wine in a cup that shines at night; just as we would drink, the pipa on horseback urges us. If I lie drunk on the battlefield, do not laugh at me— how many, since ancient times, have come back from war?
凉州词
Poetry
Looking for the Recluse and Not Finding Him
Beneath the pines I question the boy; he says his master has gone to gather herbs. He is only somewhere in this mountain, but the clouds are deep—who knows where?
寻隐者不遇