Transmigrate to the Wilderness

Heaven has a well, empty and alone; stars fall into the celestial river, reflected in distant eyes. A stream flows, spring water mirrors the flowers' colors; on Songjiang's lone isle, a single maple leaf.

By the South Sea's rippling pool, an apricot tree; cherry blossoms, all crimson, fall without a sound. In the immortals' valley, beautiful maidens; on the island where the food is gone, love becomes a dream.

Wild geese soar over the western frontier hills; a small bridge and waterside garden brim with fragrance. Withered vines in the Wu Garden leave only orchids; the Li family's brows are full of spring.

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