English Prompt:
The capital's wind and dust are far away,
Deep are the mist and dew on rugged way.
Northward you go as wise as wise can be;
Southward I fly, a bird from you set free.
The music of your lute breaks off, and lo!
Birds sing with apes' wail on autumn hill's brow.
We'll drink no more on the blue rock; in vain
I stand long for your cloud-like heart 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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