At the edge of heaven, tatters of autumnCloud. After ten thousand miles of clearLovely morning, the west wind arrives. Here,Long rains haven't slowed farmers. FrontierWillows air thin kingfisher colors, andRed fruit flecks mountain pears. As a flute's Mongol song drifts from a tower, oneGoose climbs clear through vacant skies.
-Tu Fu
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