I Read Yüan Ninth's Poem Mourning His Deceased Wife and Wrote This to Send to Him
Autumn moonlight on bed curtains, your night tears melting in darkness;
peonies in the garden—springtime ache of prolonged sorrow—
in this world, no medicine to cure these ills,
only the four chapters of the Lankavatara Sutra.
peonies in the garden—springtime ache of prolonged sorrow—
in this world, no medicine to cure these ills,
only the four chapters of the Lankavatara Sutra.
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