A dog`s bark amid the water`s sound, Peach blossom that`s made thicker by the rain. Deep in the trees, I sometimes see a deer, And at the stream I hear no noonday bell. Wild bamboo divides the green mist, A flying spring hangs from the jasper peak. No-one knows the place to which he`s gone, Sadly, I lean on two or three pines.SourceThe script ran 0 seconds.
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