A Greeting to Lu Yu

Last time you left
The moon shone on heavy frosts.
Now today you have come through bitter fog
To visit me, still lying here ill
When I try to speak, tears start.
You urge me to drink Tao Yuanming's wine,
And I chant Xie Lingyun's poems of welcome.
It is good to get drunk once in a while.
What else is there to do?
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Li Yeh
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