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When
will a bright moon be coming?
I hold up the wine to ask the sky
Not knowing the mansions in heaven
How is it up there tonight?
I desire to ride the wind over
However, I am concerned about the jade chambers
The higher one goes the colder it gets
Flirting with the clear shadow as the dance begin
Can anything in the world of mortals compare? |
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Turn
around the red roof
Close down on the pavilion
Shine through my insomnia
I should have no regrets
Why must the moon be full when we part?
People have sorrow, joy, parting and coming together
The moon can be shady, clear, full or deficient
This matter has never been perfect
I long for us to achieve longevity
Thousand miles apart yet we see the same moon |
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