Long period of rain Way off the old friends too by key phase Cannot advance
Poet: Lu You
More rain this year, flat land into the Juru.
I House in particular, the water ring hundred paces.
Off from the city, the familiar, as it and goes.
For child slaves smile back, no way to know the umbrella clogs.
Terms of its also home to the stove burn underwear.
Sigh back to the old reservoir, family Punta Di Health Court.
Who is shown with sub-Yin, wrapped in rice willing to care?
Though not made clear then, old age and also foot comfort. |
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