-
Early Departure on Mount Shang [Tang Poems]
•
— Wen Tingyun At dawn I rise, with ringing bells my cab goes, But grieved in thoughts of my home, I feel lost. As the moon sets over thatched inn, the cock crows; Footprints are left on wood bridge paved with frost. The mountain path is covered with oak leaves, The post-house bright with…
-
The Qingming Festival [Tang Poems]
•
— Du Mu A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Qingming Festival; The wayfarers’ hearts are going to break on their way. Where can a wine shop be found to drown his sad hours? A cowherd points to a cot amid apricot flowers.
-
Spring in the South of the Yangtze [Tang Poems]
•
— Du Mu Orioles sing for miles amid red blooms and green trees; By hills and rills wine shop streamers wave in the breeze. Four hundred eighty splendid temples still remain Of Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.
-
Evening View of a Snow Scene [Tang Poems]
•
— Jia Dao Cane in hand, I gaze on fine snow; Cloud on cloud spreads over the creek. To snow-covered cots woodmen go; The sun sets on the frowning peak. In the wildfire bums the grass dried; Mid rocks and pines smoke and mist rise. Back to the temple by the hillside, I hear…