–Mao Zedong, April, 1949 Tea talks in Canton still fresh in my mind,Verses sought in Chongqing when leaves declined.Thirty-one years back to our native land,When flowers fall I read your writing grand.Beware too much grief that tears your frame;See all things wide with a long, calm aim.Do not say Kunming Lake’s waters are thin;Watching…
Brief: This article tells the story of Emperor Guangwu and his friend Yan Ziling. After unifying the Han, Guangwu ruled with frugality and tax relief. He searched nationwide for his old classmate Yan, who chose a hermit’s life over high office. Their respectful friendship became a timeless model of virtue and humility.
— Wang Wei I follow the Blue Rill To the Stream of Yellow Blooms. It winds from hill to hill Till far away it looms. It roars amid pebbles white And calms down under pines green. Weeds float on ripples light, Reeds mirrored like a screen. Mind’s carefree, alone; The clear stream flows with…