“Autumn wind rises, white clouds fly.
Grass and trees wither; geese go south.”

— Emperor Wu of Han

The Autumn Wind 127 BC (translated by Arthur Waley), Dictionary of Quotations, Chambers: Edinburgh, U.K, 2005, p. 930
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