One Thought, a Mortal Life · Stubborn and Foolish by Nature · 67 / 102
· Going or Staying
Cloud and water never meet; I set down the karma of this life. Sitting in meditation through ten thousand autumns, my breath, transformed, blows the blossoms down.
The has nothing to do with me; the fire in my heart dies down. Now and then the sun breaks through in glory — and from the high mountain, a single shout.
Glosses—
Qíng Sè Rù Qīng Shān: the name of a ci tune, also called 'Sheng Zha Zi';
yīng: blossom, flower;
shout (hè): to cry out loudly.
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