Volume 6, Chapter 1: The Young Have No Worries
On a bridge gazing down at the gently flowing water of spring,I see the reflection of a green, cloudless mountain jutting straight as a clothes rack.Within Qin Park, fallen petals are wet with dew,The new liquors of Baling are yet to be distilled.The Azure Dragon gracefully coils around the twin palace towers,The Crimson Phoenix bridal veil fords past the nine walls.A great number of ancient travelers say farewell to their homelands,Unable to bear to stop chanting about the setting sun.1playnextclose
