Clouds are parting above the Temple of the Warring Emperor,

I challenge what may come   Cui Hao PASSING THROUGH HUAYIN Lords of the capital, sharp, unearthly, The Great Flower’s three points pierce through heaven. Clouds are parting above the Temple of the Warring Emperor, Rain dries on the mountain, on the Giant’s Palm. Ranges and rivers are the strength of this western gate, Whence […]