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Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
And Li Po also died drunk.
He tried to embrace a moon
In the Yellow River.
A SONG OF DEGREES II
The wind moves above the wheat -
With a silver crashing,
A thin war of metal.
I have known the golden disk,
I have seen it melting above me.
I have known the stone-bright place,
The hall of clear colours.
|He never lost his love for Venice|
Titan of Poetry
Lived in this house for half a century