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Li Bai - Ancient Air
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I climb up high and look on the four seas,
Heaven and earth spreading out so far.
Frost blankets all the stuff of autumn,
The wind blows with the great desert`s cold.
The eastward-flowing water is immense,
All the ten thousand things billow.
The white sun`s passing brightness fades,
Floating clouds seem to have no end.
Swallows and sparrows nest in the wutong tree,
Yuan and luan birds perch among jujube thorns.
Now it`s time to head on back again,
I flick my sword and sing Taking the Hard Road.
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