A waning moon hangs on sparse parasol trees, as the night grows quiet and people settle down. At times, a recluse comes and goes alone, like the faint shadow of a solitary wild goose. Let’s see if I can find you.
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ChenYidao
· 2025-12-09 09:34
Pay no heed to the sound of rain beating through the leaves; why not hum a tune and walk slowly along? With a bamboo staff and straw sandals, I travel lighter than on horseback—who’s afraid? Let my life be as it is, through storms and mist, clad in a simple raincoat.
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A waning moon hangs on sparse parasol trees, as the night grows quiet and people settle down. At times, a recluse comes and goes alone, like the faint shadow of a solitary wild goose. Let’s see if I can find you.