
Night Is Young
Wine hums, lanterns flicker. Moon sneers, time falls into dust. Who stitches sorrow in the dimming light, While night is still young. - Jujube
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Wine hums, lanterns flicker. Moon sneers, time falls into dust. Who stitches sorrow in the dimming light, While night is still young. - Jujube
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Tipsy antiquity, barely holds the coolness of the gleam. Time lingers, soft as the evening’s breath. - Jujube
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Memory creeps like moss along the wall. I stand in the hollow alley, recalling her voice only to hear the murmur of my own shadow - Jujube
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The castle, the river, murmur the stillness; The grass, the trees, deepen the green haze; Birds lift, never quite ready for parting. - Jujube
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In the quiet pavilion, the sky is clear, the night holds its breath. Spider silk gleams, incense spirals lovers’ stars meet— I lean back, watching the moonlight drift through the paulownia shade. Time slips soft into dark. - Jujube
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Each red petal, A wine-boat, adrift— Raise it, slow, Not to spill What’s left of the day. - Jujube, inspired by Ge Lifang (d.1164)
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The mist chills the music notes, wind barely stirs the robe — drenched in dew-light we stand, seeped in silence - Jujube, inspired by Zhu Dunru (1081-1159)
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