Li Bai Poem

Calling on a Taoist Recluse in Daitian Mountain without Meeting Him

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Dogs’barks are muffled by the rippling brook,
Peach blossoms tinged with dew much redder look.
In the thick woods a deer is seen at times,
Along the stream I hear no noonday chimes.
In the blue haze which wild bamboos divide,
Tumbling cascades hang on green mountainside.
Where is the Taoist gone?None can tell me,
Saddened,I lean on this or that pine tree.

On the Flowery Tower in the Town of Silk
On this Day I complete my Thirty-sixth Year

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