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石頭松老一片月 天末雲低千點山

돌 위의 늙은 소나무에 한조각 달이 걸렸고, 하늘 끝 낮은 구름 밑에 천점 산이 있네.

At the edge of a rock, a pine ages under a crescent moon. At the sky’s end, clouds descend on a thousand crags below.

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