Spring Night In Lo-Yang Hearing A Flute - Poem by Li Bai
In what house, the jade flute that sends these dark notes drifting,
scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang?
Tonight if we should hear the willow-breaking song,
who could help but long for the gardens of home?
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