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— Wang Wei I follow the Blue Rill To the Stream of Yellow Blooms. It winds from hill to hill Till far away it looms. It roars amid pebbles white And calms down under pines green. Weeds float on ripples light, Reeds mirrored like a screen. Mind’s carefree, alone; The clear stream flows with…
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— Zu Yong How steep and fair the shady ridge! Snow-crowned peaks float above the cloud. The forest’s bright in sunset dyed, With evening cold the town’s overflowed.
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By the dim light of the oil lamps, Tripitaka spent a long time meditating on the King Liang’s Water Litany (Liang Dynasty Water Repentance Liturgy), followed by the recitation of the Authentic Sutra of the Peacock(True Peacock Sutra).