Over a thousand mountains, bird flights have disappeared;
Throughout myriad paths, human tracks are covered.
In straw cloak and hat, an old man's in the lone boat,
In a freezing river and the snow, angling alone.
By Liu Zongyuan (773-819)
Over a thousand mountains, bird flights have disappeared;
Throughout myriad paths, human tracks are covered.
In straw cloak and hat, an old man's in the lone boat,
In a freezing river and the snow, angling alone.
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