Trees, laced in mountain mist, patch broken clouds;
the wind scatters a rainstorm of fragrant petals.
The green willows, it is said, are without feeling --
why then do they try so hard to touch the traveller with their catkins?
-Yang Wanli (1127-1206)
the wind scatters a rainstorm of fragrant petals.
The green willows, it is said, are without feeling --
why then do they try so hard to touch the traveller with their catkins?
-Yang Wanli (1127-1206)
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