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A Song Of Changgan

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My hair had hardly covered my forehead.
I was picking flowers, paying by my door,
When you, my lover, on a bamboo horse,
Came trotting in circles and throwing green plums.
We lived near together on a lane in Ch'ang-kan,
Both of us young and happy-hearted.

...At fourteen I became your wife,
So bashful that I dared not smile,
And I lowered my head toward a dark corner
And would not turn to your thousand calls;
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* Sunprincess * 14 September 2015
....I love this one so much, this one is my favorite ?
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Stephen W 31 December 2013
Very beautiful poem.
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