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— 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…
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— Zhang Ji Moon sets, crows cry, frost fills the sky; Facing dim fishing boats neath maples, sad I lie. Beyond the city wall of Gusu, from Temple of Cold Hill Bells break the ship-borne roamer’s dream in midnight still.
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–Du Fu The sheep and cattle come to rest, All thatched gates closed east and west. The gentle breeze and the moon bright Remind me of homeland at night. Among rocks flow fountains unseen; Autumn drips dewdrops on grass green. The candle brightens white-haired head. Why should its flame blaze up so red?
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Luo Zifu was from Fenzhou in Shaanxi Province. His parents died early and he had to go to live with his uncle Luo Daye when he was only eight years old. The uncle was an official and was rich, but had no son. So he loved Zifu very much like a natural son.
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There was a merchant named Xu in Jiaozhou. One day his boat was caught in a big storm at sea and he lost control of it. When the storm died down, he opened his eyes and found himself in a jungle valley. He wished he could encounter some people there, so he took a…