To-Jeon, Chung
Autumn shadows spread widely, and all the mountains are lonely,
With redness, the ground was covered by the fallen leaves silently.
Asking for the way back, by the stream I make a horse be standing,
I did not realize that my body was already in the painting.
(20th, Apr.,2023, translated by Kinsley Lee)
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