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Three-Five-Seven-Character Verse Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, Fallen leaves gather and scatter, crows perch and are startled again. When will we meet again, my beloved? This moment, this night, is unbearable! Enter the gate of my longing, and you will know the bitterness of my longing. Longing is endless, long is remembrance; short longing is boundless. If I had known it would bind my heart so, I would rather we had never met. (The last three lines are suspected to be a forgery.)