Ling Ling District

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• Record of the Small Stone PoolClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  In the pool were a hundred or so fish, all seeming to swim through empty void with nothing supporting them. Sunlight penetrates straight down casting shadows on stone, motionless one instant, then darting afar in a flash.

• First Excursion to the Western MountainClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  My mind coagulated and physical frame dissolved, communing silently in oneness with myriad cosmic transformations. Only then did I realize I had never truly journeyed before—my true journey began with this mountain.

• Record of Flatiron PoolClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  What makes me content to live among the tribes and forget my homeland—is it not this pool?

• Record of the Hillock West of Flatiron PoolClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  Lying down with pillow and mat, the clear cool scene communed with my eyes, the gurgling sound with my ears, the vast emptiness with my spirit, and the deep stillness with my heart.

• Record of Yuan Family KeClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  Reds scatter and greens start, rich fragrance wafts.

• Record of the Stone ChannelClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  Once the eye is at rest, the ear begins to hear far off.

• Record of the Stone BrookClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  The water spreads evenly over it, flowing like woven patterns and sounding like a zither being played.

• Record of Little Stone Fort HillClassical ProseLiu Zongyuan

  I have long doubted whether a Creator exists. Seeing this, I was all the more convinced that one truly does.