My little son
pretended
he knew what to do, he kept seeking bitter plums to eat.
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Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM Pengya: A Ballad 349 Sagely planning as extensive as Heaven, 8 in ancestral sacrifice, the light of the sun.
The imperial tomb winds along a deserted bend, troops like bears protect the mountain greenery.
Again I peer at the road through cypress and pine 12 and still see five-colored clouds flying.
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30 Pengya: A Ballad I recall back when we first fled the rebels, through hardship and danger we hurried north.
The night was deep on Pengya road, 4 the moon shone on Whitewater Mountain.
The whole household had traveled long on foot, and most of those we met were shamelessly unfeeling.
Valley birds droned here and there, 8 we saw no travelers going back the way we came.
My baby daughter bit at me in her hunger, I feared tigers and wolves would hear her cries.
I held her to my chest and covered her mouth, 12 she twisted and turned, her voice even more upset.
My little son pretended he knew what to do, he kept seeking bitter plums to eat. 1 Auspicious clouds. Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM 350 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 16 ? ? ? ? ?
My little son pretended he knew what to do, he kept seeking bitter plums to eat. 1 Auspicious clouds. Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM 350 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 16 ? ? ? ? ?
