99˚ and I have a cold. How is that fair?
九十九度而我感冒。 那怎么公平呀~?
So, because I'm up to my ears in China:
Sitting Alone on Pavilion Mountain
A flock of birds is flying high in the distance,
A lonely cloud drifts idly on its own.
We gaze at each other, neither growing tired,
There is only the pavilion-topped mountain.
- Lǐ Bái
独坐敬亭山众鸟高飞尽, 孤云独去闲
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