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A MOORING UNDER NORTH FORT HILL
Under blue mountains we wound our way,
My boat and 1, along green water;
Until the banks at low tide widened,
With no wind stirring my lone sail.
...Night now yields to a sea of sun,
And the old year melts in freshets.
At last I can send my messengers --
Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.
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王湾
客路青山外,行舟绿水前。
潮平两岸阔,风正一帆悬。
海日生残夜,江春入旧年。
乡书何处达?归雁洛阳边。
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