Li Po (701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

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Sent To Du Fu Below Shaqiu City

What is it that I've come to now?
High before me: Shaqiu city.
Beside the city, ancient trees;
The sunset joins the autumn sounds.
The Lu wine cannot make me drunk,
Despite Qi's songs, my feelings return.
My thoughts of you are like the Wen's waters,
Mightily sent on their southern journey.

Li Po
Submitted: Thursday, April 08, 2010


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