Visiting The Temple Of Auspicious Fortune Alone On Winter Solstice Poem by Su Shi
Visiting The Temple Of Auspicious Fortune Alone On Winter Solstice
Well bottom deep warmth return not return
Sighing cold rain wet withered root
What person more like come to teacher
Not be flower time willing come alone
Deep at the bottom of the well no warmth has yet returned,
The rain which sighs and feels so cold has dampened withered roots.
What sort of man at such a time would come to visit the teacher?
As this is not a time for flowers, I find I've come alone.
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