Thinking of Li Bai at the End of the Sky
Cold wind rise sky end Gentleman thought resemble what? Goose what time come? River lake autumn water much Literature hate fate eminent Demons happy people failure Respond together wronged person language Throw poems give Miluo
Cold wind rises at the end of the sky, What thoughts occupy the gentleman's mind? What time will the wild goose come? The rivers and lakes are full of autumn's waters. Literature and worldly success are opposed, Demons exult in human failure. Talk together with the hated poet, Throw a poem into Miluo river.
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