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To the Cuckoo [Tang Poems]
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— Wu Rong You see your splendor gone with the wind disappear; You waft with resplendent feather from year to year. Your tears have dyed the flowers red in alien hill; But when spring comes to your garden, grass looks green still. Among the leaves, trees dark in rain long you stay; At moonset…
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To the Chrysanthemum [Tang Poems]
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— Zheng Gu Do not compare your leaves with tumbleweed in hue! On Mountain-climbing Day our head’s adorned with you. When poolside shores are sweet with your blooms wet with dew, None envy pine-like plants high on the eaves in view.
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An Unexpected Teacher on the Bridge: Zhang Liang and the Yellow-Stone Elder [Western Han]
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After Qin Shi Huang unified China by conquering the six warring states, he frequently toured his vast empire.
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To the Partridges [Tang Poems]
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— Zheng Gu Over warm misty grassland wing to wing you fly. As fair and good as pheasants in the mountain high. When Grass-green Lake is darkened in rain, you pass by; When flowers fall on the Imperial Tomb, you cry. A roamer would wet his sleeves with tears on heating your song; His…
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To the Crabapple Flower [Tang Poems]
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— Zheng Gu The vernal breeze has brightened your color so fine; You stir my mind to write a verse before good wine. With rain impearled on you, more beautiful you grow; You’re all the more bewitching when about to blow. The fair forgets to powder her face before you; The painter hesitates to…