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Mount Taiyi nears the heavenly capital; its ranges stretch to the edge of the sea.
White clouds merge when I look back; blue mists vanish as I approach.
The central peak divides the regions; light and shade differ from valley to valley.
Wishing to find a village where I can lodge, I ask a woodcutter across the stream.
Mount Taiyi nears the heavenly capital; its ranges stretch to the edge of the sea.
White clouds merge when I look back; blue mists vanish as I approach.
The central peak divides the regions; light and shade differ from valley to valley.
Wishing to find a village where I can lodge, I ask a woodcutter across the stream.
