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I have my cottage built in the human realm;
Yet noises of carriages and horses never bother me.
"How can this be possible?" If you ask me,
When my heart stays afar the place becomes secluded...
Plucking chrysanthemums at the east fence,
Mount Lu is beholded by my leisurely heart.
While the serene sunset is reflecting in mountain mist,
Flocks of joyful birds fly home together...
I know there's a profound meaning in all this,
But my mind just misses when I try to name it!

[Drinking Poem No. 5 (of 20)] Tao Yuanming (Jin)


Victoria Peak, Hong Kong