Published on May 29, 2004 by in Uncategorized

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Coach,

Happy 43rd.

Feeble Student Be-ryan

Walking on willow tree roads by a river

Dappled with peach blossoms,

I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost.

Birds fly up and scatter floating catkins.

A ponderous wave of flowers sags the branches.

– Wang Wei (699-759)

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