
- I will return alone to my white and white heads.
- The sun sets along the bank, and rivers flow into the sea.
- The dunes alone’s mountain stands in a straight line; longitudes fall into circles.
- A red sun rays high up on the house, and the sky shows a golden reflection of the land.
- By rising dunes we can see far into the ocean. The water is still though; the mountain peaks are high and strong.
- The waves of the rivers flow along the sea level, and the same moonlight comes over the sea.
- I am sitting low down, looking towards a distant horizon that is as high as a cup.
- The winds carry me through great difficulties; I am riding high on the winds and lifting clouds into view of Asia’s vast expanse.
- In the rising moonlight, we meet again at long distances.
- We once strangled the sea by our own tears, yet we could not escape the stream of clouds from the mountains beside us.
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