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Слушать(AI)Visiting A Taoist On Tiatien Mountain
Amongst bubbling streamsa dog barks; peach blossomis heavy with dew; hereand there a deer canbe seen in forest glades!
No sound of the mid-daybell enters this fastnesswhere blue mist risesfrom bamboo groves;down from a high peakhangs a waterfall;non knows where he has gone, so sadly I rest,with my back leaningagainst a pine.
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