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Lu Bu was a conspicuous figure in front of the line

Lu Bu was a conspicuous figure in front of the line

Lu Bu was a conspicuous figure in front of the line. On his head was a triple curved headdress of ruddy gold with pheasant tails. He wore a warring velvet-red robe of Xichuan silk embroidered with thousand flowers, which was overlapped by golden mail adorned with a gaping animal’s head, joined by rings at the sides and girt to his waist with a belt fastened by a beautiful lion-head clasp. His bow and arrows were slung on his shoulders, and…

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“Minister Lu Zhi is the cynosure of the whole country,

“Minister Lu Zhi is the cynosure of the whole country,

Dong Zhuo angrily drew his sword to slay the bold Lu Zhi, but two other officials remonstrated. “Minister Lu Zhi is the cynosure of the whole country, the bold Lu Zhi, but two other officials remonstrated. “Minister Lu Zhi is the cynosure of the whole country, and his violent death would stir the hearts of all people!” said Court Counselors Cai Yong and Peng Bo. Dong Zhuo then stayed his hand. then said Wang Yun, “A GREat question like the…

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I decide that not my mother-in-law

I decide that not my mother-in-law

I decide that not my mother-in-law Liu Changqing FAREWELL TO A BUDDHIST MONK Can drifting clouds and white storks Be tenants in this world of ours? — Or you still live on Wuzhou Mountain, Now that people are coming here? Wei Yingwu AN AUTUMN NIGHT MESSAGE TO QIU As I walk in the cool of the autumn night, Thinking of you, singing my poem, I hear a mountain pine-cone fall…. You also seem to be awake. Li Duan ON HEARING…

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I decide that not my mother-in-law

I decide that not my mother-in-law

I decide that not my mother-in-law Liu Changqing FAREWELL TO A BUDDHIST MONK Can drifting clouds and white storks Be tenants in this world of ours? — Or you still live on Wuzhou Mountain, Now that people are coming here? Wei Yingwu AN AUTUMN NIGHT MESSAGE TO QIU As I walk in the cool of the autumn night, Thinking of you, singing my poem, I hear a mountain pine-cone fall…. You also seem to be awake. Li Duan ON HEARING…

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Boundless grasses over the plain

Boundless grasses over the plain

Boundless grasses over the plain Zhang Ji THINKING OF A FRIEND LOST IN THE TIBETAN WAR Last year you went with your troops to Tibet; And when your men had vanished beyond the citywall, News was cut off between the two worlds As between the living and the dead. No one has come upon a faithful horse guarding A crumpled tent or torn flag, or any trace of you. If only I knew, I might serve you in the temple,…

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When the top of Zun is green and the summer tide is rising.

When the top of Zun is green and the summer tide is rising.

  Yuan Jie A DRINKING SONG AT STONE-FISH LAKE I have used grain from the public fields, for distilling wine. After my office hours I have the wine loaded on a boat and then I seat my friends on the bank of the lake. The little wine-boats come to each of us and supply us with wine. We seem to be drinking on Pa Islet in Lake Dongting. And I write this poem. Stone-Fish Lake is like Lake Dongting —…

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