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Green mountains stretch beyond the northern wall;
white waters wind around the eastern city.
Here we part, and a lonely tumbleweed
sets out on a journey of ten thousand li.
Floating clouds—the wanderer’s thoughts;
the setting sun—the old friend’s affection.
We wave and go our separate ways;
our parting horses whinny softly.
Green mountains stretch beyond the northern wall;
white waters wind around the eastern city.
Here we part, and a lonely tumbleweed
sets out on a journey of ten thousand li.
Floating clouds—the wanderer’s thoughts;
the setting sun—the old friend’s affection.
We wave and go our separate ways;
our parting horses whinny softly.
