Life Egret gently landing in sight Bring the zither in the mist rain At the moment of sacrifice The sleepless bitter zen Quietly arise A clean verse before the setting moon Puts out the oil lamp Which exhausts the bone Lays down your heaviness And the mercy earth will give it a home Slender leg egret outside the window Opens the wings with imaginary light Disappearing in the featherlike rain Does not take a drop of life
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