The Garden Of The Golden Valley Poem by Du Mu

The Garden Of The Golden Valley

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Stories of passion make sweet dust,
Calm water, grasses unconcerned.
At sunset, when birds cry in the wind,
Petals are falling like a girl s robe long ago.

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lynn matsushima 24 November 2018

The song of nightingales reaches utmost limits While the green of the leaves and red blossoms reflect off the other On the hillside of a seaside village, the wind catches the banner of the liquor shop. At the height of the south dynasty, there were 480 temples, In the misty rain, how many remain?

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