Oct 212013
 
WongTaiSinTemple500

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In the autumn brook are reeds full of morning dew.
Bathed in moonlight, courtyard steps are crystal clear.
Tinkling horse-bells echo in refreshing breeze;
Loudly follows the repeating sound of morning bell.

[ poem 17 ]

The scholar’s straightforward advice offended the emperor.
Exiled to the south, he was forever a traveller.
His page was tired and his horse refused to go,
At the gate they were blocked by merciless snow.

[ poem 43 ]

It happens one day when two great debaters meet,
But who can say which one has gained the lead.
For surely, the one’s points are sound and strong,
Yet, the other’s argument is by no means wrong.

[ poem 87 ]

P.S.: This temple is a place that people come to pray and make wishes. It is famous in HK for that it claims to make every wish come true upon request.

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