open the door and face the west garden
the cold moon climbs the east ridge
clear sparse roots of bamboo
the stone spring sounds from the distance
the mountain birds warble at a time
lean the column until the morning
what to say with loneliness
覺聞繁露墜,開戶臨西園
寒月上東嶺,泠泠疏竹根
石泉遠逾響,山鳥時一喧
倚楹遂至旦,寂寞將何言
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