Fumes of wine shorten the long road.

Two monks sit facing, playing chess on the mountain, The bamboo shadow on the board is dark and clear. Not a person sees the bamboo’s shadow, One sometimes hears the pieces being moved.
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Autumn Dark Winter
A little child paddles a little boat, Drifting about, and picking white lotuses. He does not know how to hide his tracks, And duckweed’s opened up along his path.
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Children Spring Summer
Autumn clouds, vague and obscure; The evening, lonely and chill. I felt the dampness on my garments, But saw no spot, and heard no sound of rain.
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Lonely Rain Summer
A strip of water’s spread in the setting sun, Half the river’s emerald, half is red. I love the third night of the ninth month, The dew is like a pearl; the moon like a bow.
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Autumn Moon Summer
If the Fleeting World is but a long dream, it does not matter whether one is young or old.
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Dream Fleeting Long World
Fumes of wine shorten the long road.
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Fumes Long Road Wine
I remember, when I was young, How easily my mood changed from sad to gay. … But now that age comes, A moment of joy is harder and harder to get.
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Age Gay Joy Remember

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