From my poetry collection...

Bamboo Abode - Author Unknown
I sit along in the dark bamboo grove,
Playing the zither and whistling long.
In this deep wood no one would know -
Only the bright moon comes to shine.

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Alone Looking at the Mountain - Li Bai

All the birds have flown up and gone;

A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other-
Only the mountain and I.