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    7 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.