Thinking in the Silent Night ( poem, by Lii Bai )
Glorious moonlight before the well platform
I actually think of it as frost on the ground
I look up the bright moon
Then I bow down to miss my hometown
Translated by Kuo Cheng-chung
I actually think of it as frost on the ground
I look up the bright moon
Then I bow down to miss my hometown
Translated by Kuo Cheng-chung
Collected by E-KUAN-TAO MUSEUM
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