A morning-rain has settled the dust in Weicheng;
Willows1 are green again in the tavern2 dooryard
Wait till we empty one more cup
West of Yang Gate there'll be no old friends.
A morning-rain has settled the dust in Weicheng;
Willows1 are green again in the tavern2 dooryard
Wait till we empty one more cup
West of Yang Gate there'll be no old friends.
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