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Sharp wind, towering sky, apes howling mournfully;untouched island, white sand, birds flying in circles.
Infinite forest, bleakly shedding leaf after leaf;inexhaustible river, rolling on wave after wave.
Through a thousand miles of melancholy autumn,
I travel;carrying a hundred years of sickness,
I climb to this terrace.
Hardship and bitter regret have frosted my temples--and what torments me most?
Giving up wine!
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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