Three dawns shine upon the Yellow Ox.
Three sunsets—and we go so slowly.
Three dawns—again three sunsets—
And we do not notice that our hair is white as silk.
PARTING FROM YANG, A HILL MAN WHO IS RETURNING TO THE HIGH MOUNTAIN
BY LI T'AI-PO
There is one place which is an everlasting home to me:
The Jade Woman Peak on the High Southern Mountain.