The young man listens to Yuge upstairs,
The red candle dims the tent.
A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat,
The clouds in the river are low and the wild geese are calling the west wind.
Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's hut,
There are stars on the temples,
Joys and sorrows are always ruthless,
One step before it reaches Tianmen.
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