The gorge is long rocks,
and rocks and rocks,
jut up,
The torrent's wide,
reeds almost hid the other side.
The moss is slippery
even without rain.
The pines sing:
the wind is real enough.
Who's ready to leap free
of the worlds' traces:
come sit with me among white clouds?
— Han shan (8th c)
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