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Memory of the Li River

From the Aug/Sept 2012 Print Edition

Sand and gravel lie still on the bed of the river. Peaks like spear-points pierce the clouds on either shore. Fishing rafts and a passenger boat move through the stream, surprising reflections awake as from a dream. Whence come these mountain songs, this laughing talk? Surely this is Heaven in the . . . . Continue Reading »