300 tang poems-张九龄(zhangjiuling)-感遇·其一(gan yu)
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Tender orchid-leaves in spring
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And cinnamon- blossoms bright in autumn
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Are as self- contained as life is
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Which conforms them to the seasons
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Yet why will you think that a forest-hermit
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Allured by sweet winds and contented with beauty
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Would no more ask to-be transplanted
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THan Would any other natural flower