Treasure Island

Mei Yuan

(1716 - 1798)

Rain Passes


Rain passes, washing the face of the mountain.

Clouds come, the mountain's in a dream.

Clouds and rain come and go as they please.

Only the mountain, forever green, remains.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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