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Bronze Lion,
Forbidden City,
Two Untitled Poems
By night and day the mighty stream flows east,
While all the heroes set off on new travels.
The splendour of the past is now a dream:
Over Stone City hangs a crescent moon.

On Rainflower Terrace the broken pikes are buried;
In Weep-not Lake the water ripples yet.
The longed for beauty nowhere can be found.
My song recalls the sky above the river.

                                    Lu Xun  (1931)
Untitled Index, Lu Xun Stong Grows the Grass
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