| Where white clouds rise |
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| People have praised my way of life |
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| The Crows hastening to their nests |
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| Beyond where the wild geese fly |
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| Day closes, / Time to feast and rest |
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| I've forgotten the net and rod |
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| Silver scales and jade scales |
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| Let's stop angling and see |
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| The Sun's fair rays are shining |
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| Gently, the side wind blowing |
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