Seated by Myself at Mount Jingting
- Li Bai
Soaring high, all birds have flown;
A slow cloud drifts away alone.
With fondness we watch one another -
Mount Jingting, I'll seek no other.
獨坐敬亭山 李白
衆鳥高飛盡
孤雲獨去閒
相看兩不厭
只有敬亭山
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