Drinking Alone in the Moonlight - Li Bo (701-762)
Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine,
No friends at hand, so I poured alone;
I raised my cup to invite the moon,
Turned to my shadow, and we became three.
Now the moon had never learned about drinking,
And my shadow merely followed my form,
But I quickly made friends with the moon and my shadow;
To find
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