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On the Phoenix Terrace, phoenixes once played; when they flew away, the terrace lay empty, and the river flowed on by itself.
In the Wu palace, flowers and herbs buried a secluded path; in the Jin dynasty, the clothing and crowns became ancient mounds.
Beyond the azure sky lie the Half-greens of the Three Mountains; between two waters, the White Heron Isle is divided in two.
All is but floating clouds that can screen the sun—Chang’an is not to be seen, and it makes people grieve.
On the Phoenix Terrace, phoenixes once played; when they flew away, the terrace lay empty, and the river flowed on by itself.
In the Wu palace, flowers and herbs buried a secluded path; in the Jin dynasty, the clothing and crowns became ancient mounds.
Beyond the azure sky lie the Half-greens of the Three Mountains; between two waters, the White Heron Isle is divided in two.
All is but floating clouds that can screen the sun—Chang’an is not to be seen, and it makes people grieve.
