At the Yellow Crane Tower, Taking Leave of Meng Hao Jan on His Departure to Kuang Ling
BY LI T'AI-PO
I take leave of my dear old friend at the Yellow Crane Tower.
In the flower-smelling mist of the Third Month he will arrive at Yang Chou.
The single sail is shining far off — it is extinguished in the jade-coloured distance,
I see only the long river flowing to the edge of Heaven.
I take leave of my dear old friend at the Yellow Crane Tower.
In the flower-smelling mist of the Third Month he will arrive at Yang Chou.
The single sail is shining far off — it is extinguished in the jade-coloured distance,
I see only the long river flowing to the edge of Heaven.
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