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      8 months ago

      李白, every schoolchild in China has to learn this poem. I don’t think much of that translation, but I guess there’s a reason they’ve done it that way.

      Moonlight shines at the foot of the bed,
      Like frost on the ground.
      I raise my head towards the bright moon,
      Then look down and think of home.