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TO QIWU QIAN BOUND HOME AFTER FAILING IN AN EXAMINATION

Written by: Wang Wei | Biography
In a happy reign there should be no hermits; 
The wise and able should consult together.
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So you, a man of the eastern mountains, Gave up your life of picking herbs And came all the way to the Gate of Gold -- But you found your devotion unavailing.
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To spend the Day of No Fire on one of the southern rivers, You have mended your spring clothes here in these northern cities.
I pour you the farewell wine as you set out from the capital -- Soon I shall be left behind here by my bosomfriend.
In your sail-boat of sweet cinnamon-wood You will float again toward your own thatch door, Led along by distant trees To a sunset shining on a far-away town.
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What though your purpose happened to fail, Doubt not that some of us can hear high music.



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