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THE WATERS OF LUNG-T'OU (THE NORTH-WEST FRONTIER), by                    
First Line: The road that I came by mounts eight thousand feet
Last Line: That I ever lived in the streets of hsien-yang.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hsiao-mu
Subject(s): China - Middle Ages (600 B.c.- 618 A.d.); Frontier & Pioneer Life; Nature


THE road that I came by mounts eight thousand feet:
The river that I crossed hangs a hundred fathoms.
The brambles so thick that in summer one cannot pass!
The snow so high that in winter one cannot climb!
With branches that interlace Lung Valley is dark:
Against cliffs that tower one's voice beats and echoes.
I turn my head, and it seems only a dream
That I ever lived in the streets of Hsien-yang.





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