Spring Landscape

From the Chinese of Tu Fu

Kingdom broken mountains persist

City spring deep in weeds

Flowers bleed with the times

Birds know my family is gone

The beacon fires: three months of black wind

Words from home: the last theoretical gold

White hair abraded into silver dust

A pin can no longer hold it together

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国破山河在
城春草木深
感时花溅泪
恨别鸟惊心
烽火连三月
家书抵万金
白头搔更短
浑欲不胜簪