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· Going and Staying
Flowers and willows, lush and thick, cluster about the ; delicate, intricate thoughts—who is meant to guess them? Before long, riding a raft, I will roam the blue heavens and come to the spirit pool.
I question the traveler; unhurried, only one answers. The carved murals raise a doubt. Set one foot in the and cause and effect begin—you will fall under the spell.
Glosses—
Lush [shēn shēn]: having the look of rich abundance;
Riding a raft [chéng fú]: to travel on a small raft of bamboo or wood;
Blue heavens [cāng hào]: the vault of the sky.
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