Favor and disgrace are meaningless —
What’s the use of contending?
Drifting clouds do not obstruct the shining moonlight.
Let the ox and the horse be called,
To both I can respond —
But how could I let a speck of dust
Into the city of the mind?
Favor and disgrace are meaningless —
What’s the use of contending?
Drifting clouds do not obstruct the shining moonlight.
Let the ox and the horse be called,
To both I can respond —
But how could I let a speck of dust
Into the city of the mind?