7. Leaf 6 Leaf 4 In the hut in the sunshine, I push the thatched hut [missing word] in the moon bay. I don’t allow my heart to enjoy leisure. The hermit comes and goes without the world affairs to occupy him so he can watch the mountains several times within a day. -poet unknown The travelers in a boat wash their feet in the milky way, and the weaving girl washes her hair in the bronze mirror. I open my sail to the southern dipper. -Li Xiaoguang “At Yue”