Sun pours down like honey
October 18, 2013
The autumn air is clear,
The autumn moon is bright.
Fallen leaves gather and scatter,
The jackdaw perches and starts anew.
We think of each other- when will we meet?
This hour, this night, my feelings are hard.
- Li Bai,
Friday, October 18, 2013
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