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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tz'u No. 17 (He Is Gone)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the tune of &quot;Wu Ling Spring&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wind ceased, the dust is scented<br> with the fallen flowers.<br>Though day is getting late, I am too weary<br> to attend to my hair.<br>Things remain as ever, yet he is here no more,<br> and all is finished.<br>Fain would I speak, but tears flow first.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say that at the Twin Brooks<br> spring is still fair.<br>I, too, wish to row a boat there.<br>But I am afraid that the little skiff<br> on the Twin Brooks<br>Could not bear the heavy load of my grief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Li+Ching+Chao">Li Ching Chao</a><div class=q>
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Wind ceased, the dust is scented
 with the fallen flowers.
Though day is getting late, I am too weary
 to attend to my hair.
Things remain as ever, yet he is here no more,
 and all is finished.
Fain would..."></div>
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