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��119. ON HEARING THE FLUTE IN THE YELLOW CRANE HOUSE

A wandering exile, I came away to Long Beach.

I gazed toward home, beyond the horizon,

Toward the city of Chang-an.

I heard some one in the Yellow Crane House,

Playing on the sweet bamboo flute

The tune of the "Falling Plum Flowers". ..

It was May in the waterside city.

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