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Farewell to Mystic Mountain

Huangfu Ran (~ 716-769)
 
 
All day the water flows until it fades, unseen,
At dusk, when grass grows deep in spring and earth recedes—
At times, it’s true, the dogs will bark and chickens squawk,
But who would pull an almond nut from berry seeds?
 
 

Chinese   送鄭二之茅山 皇甫冉   水流絕澗終日 草長深山暮春 犬吠雞鳴幾處