远上寒山石径斜,白云生处有人家。
停车坐爱枫林晚,霜叶红于二月花。
Far away on the cold mountain, a stone path slants upwards,
In the white clouds is a village, where people have their homes.
I stop the carriage, loving the maple wood in the evening,
The frosted leaves are redder than the second month's flowers.
By Du Mu
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