The pale moon shines in the sky without a soul
A few wisps of spring flowers blooming in Moli
Come back, the dream is true
The tribulation of dust looks back and laughs at the world of mortals
Light makeup and dark painting mirror
The ink is still wet and the pen is newly stopped.
Ten Miles Homeward Journey to the South of the Yangtze River
The dusty world is gone and the remaining Buddhist sounds are gone
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