My boat goes by green mountains high,
And passes through the river blue.
The banks seem wide at the full tide;
A sail with ease hangs in soft breeze.
The sun brings light born of last night;
New spring invades old year which fades.
How can I send word to my friend?
Homing wild geese, fly westward please!
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