Asking what happened,
scrambling
to pull my whiskers 88 who could glare or scold them just then?
Du Fu - 5
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Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM Journey North 339 Seeing his dad, he turns his face away weeping, filthy and greasy, no socks on his feet.
By the bed my two young daughters 68 have a patchwork that goes just below their knees.
An ocean scene with its waves torn, a former embroidery, its sequence of panels shifted.
1 Tianwu and the Purple Phoenix2 72 were upside down on their short tunics.
I, the old man, was feeling bad and lay several days with vomiting and diarrhea.
Of course I had money in my purse 76 to save you from shivering in the cold.
I also undid packets of powder and mascara, sheets and blankets were amply arrayed.
A light returned to my gaunt wife?
s face, 80 and the innocent girls combed their own hair.
They imitated their mother in everything, with morning make-up smeared on liberally.
After some time they put on rouge 84 and painted wide brows helter-skelter.
Back alive, I face these children and almost forget my hunger and thirst.
Asking what happened, scrambling to pull my whiskers 88 who could glare or scold them just then? 1 That is, an old embroidery with a coherent sequence of scenes has been cut up into pieces for the girls? clothes. 2 Tianwu was an ocean god. Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM 340 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Asking what happened, scrambling to pull my whiskers 88 who could glare or scold them just then? 1 That is, an old embroidery with a coherent sequence of scenes has been cut up into pieces for the girls? clothes. 2 Tianwu was an ocean god. Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM 340 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
