百啭千声随意移，
山花红紫树高低。
始知锁向金笼听，
不及林间自在啼。
A Thrush
By Ouyang Xiu
Tr. Qin Dachuan
In hundreds of ways it sings, all
at ease,
o’er
mountain flowers, amidst woods high ‘n’ low.
Chirping in cage is far from singing free
in the
forest than I’ve just got to know.
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