White clouds are sailing above the Mountain Jiuyi; Riding the wind, the Princesses descend the green hills. Once they speckled the bamboos with their profuse tears, Now they are robbed in rose-red clouds. Dongting Lake`s snow-topped waves surge skyward; The long isle reverberates with earth-shaking song. And I am lost in dreams, untrammelled dreams, Of the land of hibiscus glowing in the morning sun.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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