Far up the cold mountain, the stone path slants,
A house hidden deep within the white clouds.
Stopping the car, sitting and loving the maple forest at dusk,
Frost leaves redder than February flowers.
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Far up the cold mountain, the stone path slants,
A house hidden deep within the white clouds.
Stopping the car, sitting and loving the maple forest at dusk,
Frost leaves redder than February flowers.