介绍:
At Twisting River, Accompanying Zheng Nanshi Drinking
Sparrows peck by the river yellowing willow flowers,
loons and tufted ducks fill the sunlit sands.
Of myself I know that this white hair is not a part of spring,
for the moment I’ll finish the fragrant cup, loving the season’s splendor.
Closely attending the throne these days, I can’t go roaming at will,
and how can this body of mine no longer have a home?
The power of your writing, sir, is still sturdy and strong,
how could you sit by Green Gate and imitate planting melons?
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