<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=522087" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Years Have Passed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Years have passed and only sounds of waters have come to my ears,<br>To-day, indeed, I may even count the ripples around the fishing net.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pattern of the maple leaves in Autumn dyed with the rain - <br>Beautiful in the deep mountain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sound of the mountain brook gives an illusion of rain drops, <br>Yet the calm of the waning moon shines over all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even in our wandering journey,<br>The lonely moon accompanies us lighting us from the sky, <br>The waning moon I used to gaze at in the Royal City.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Undying affection!<br>Can it end at last, overlaid with time<br>Even as snow covers the land in the Northern Province?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Even a little pebble does not cease to be, <br>Though pressed under the snow of Hakusan; <br>So is my affection even though hidden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far from towns, in the heart of the mountain, <br>The cherry blooms, and wastes its blooms away<br>With none to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The outer world of many sorrows <br>Is not to be forgotten even here. <br>At the sound of the evening bell <br>Lonely grows my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sugawara+Takesue+no+Musume">Sugawara Takesue no Musume</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=522087" data-title="Years Have Passed de Sugawara Takesue no Musume" data-description="Years have passed and only sounds of waters have come to my ears, To-day, indeed, I may even count the ripples around the fishing net. The pattern of the maple leaves in Autumn dyed with the rain - Beautiful in the deep mountain! The sound of t..."></div> </div> </div>

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