The sun also rises on the hill, even though
fallen the PyongYang Castle
There're many refugees, who escaped from south
where Tang's reign, at Ahnsi Castle.
And sometimes the castellan's calling and watching
the lasses and lads were training.
The agile and light sword-dance of lass,
it's heard the fast wind's singing.
(May,21st,2024, Kinsley Lee)
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