1975.22 Leaf 5 This leaf evokes Zuo Si's poetic line: I shake my robe atop the cliff of thousand ren. Zhou Yi's colophon reads: That stone path surrounded by streams- for whom was it created Leaning on my staff, I walk and hum, arriving alone. As soon as I ascend to gaze at these mountains, my happiness increases, Every morning the moistening dew makes the green moss slippery.