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Wherever
the rain and dew brings moisture fruits form, the sweet and the bitter alike.
Du Fu - 5
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Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM Journey North 337
Wherever
the rain and dew brings moisture fruits form, the sweet and the bitter alike.
I thought of Peach Blossom Spring, so remote,1 44 increasing sighs over the blunders of my life. From the rises I gazed to Fu?s Altar,2 which emerged and sank away as I crossed valley and cliff. I had already gone on to the shores of a stream, 48 and my servant was still in the tips of the trees.3 Owls screeched in the brown mulberry trees, ground squirrels folded hands by their scattered dens. In the depths of night I passed through a battlefield, 52 where the cold moon shone on white bones. An army of a million at Tong Pass? back then they scattered so swiftly!4 In consequence half the folk of Qin 56 were destroyed and made into non-human things.5 What?s more I fell into the dust of the Hu, coming home, my hair is all streaked with gray. A year has passed, and I reach my thatched cottage,6 60 wife and children?s clothes patched in a hundred places. Stirred to weeping, the sound of pines replies, and mournful streams join our secret sobs. The son whom I always have doted on, 64 his complexion is whiter than snow.