The moon goes down, crows caw in the frosty sky, By maples and boat lights, I lie with sorrow high. Outside Gusu City, from Cold Mountain Temple, The midnight bell tolls, reaching my lonely vessel
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The moon goes down, crows caw in the frosty sky, By maples and boat lights, I lie with sorrow high. Outside Gusu City, from Cold Mountain Temple, The midnight bell tolls, reaching my lonely vessel