English Prompt:
The capital's wind and dust are far away,
Amid deep mist and dew you'll go your way.
Northward, you are as wise as wise can be;
Southward, I’m different from birds flying free.
The music of your lute will die along the road,
Birds and apes in autumn mountains will sing ode.
We’ll drink no more on rocks moss-grown, in vain
I’ll stand watching clouds again and again.
中文Prompt:
京洛风尘远,褒斜烟露深。
北游君似智,南飞我异禽。
别路琴声断,秋山猿鸟吟。
一乖青岩酌,空伫白云心。
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