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CAI PING

She gathers the large duckweed,
By the banks of the stream in the southern valley.
She gathers the pondweed,
In those pools left by the floods.
She deposits what she gathers,
In her square baskets and round ones
She boils it,
In her tripods and pans.
She sets forth her preparations,
Under the window in the ancestral chamber.
Who superintends the business?
It is [this] reverent young lady.
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