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Слушать(AI)Meeting Li GuiNian In The South
At the home of the Prince of Qi I have often seen you,and in the hall of Cui Jiu, I have heard you sing.
Truly these southlands boast unrivaled scenery-to see you once again when the flowers are falling.
Du Fu
Du Fu (Wade–Giles: Tu Fu; Chinese: 杜甫; 712 – 770) was a Chinese poet and politician of the Tang dynasty. Along with his elder contemporary and f
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