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Zui Gongzi · A Traveler in the Dust
A breath blows out the dream, and the lone lamp dies. Propped on the pillow, the slight drunkenness burns fierce. The loosened hair-knot drops into the flowering thicket; on the clamorous street the carriages and horses press hard.
In the curve of the brow the rancor will not rest; sick with wine, I press down the knot in the heart. Weary eyes, the cup drained to nothing — Zhuang Zhou's butterfly takes its business to the green vine.
Glosses—
lone lamp (qíng): a solitary lamp;
chéng: so drunk that the senses are muddled;
sick with wine: sunk deep in drink;
wèn: to press down; to steep, to submerge.
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