The flowers fall, flake after flake, myriads together.
You, pretty girl, wine-flushed,
Your rosy face is rosier still.
How long may the peach and plum trees flower
By the green-painted house?
The fleeting light deceives man,
Brings soon the stumbling age.
Rise and dance
In the westering sun
While the urge of youthful years is yet unsubdued!
What avails to lament after one’s hair has turned white
like silken threads?
Die now for Garlic River.Wash our swords in Parthian Seas,Feed our mounts on T’ien Shan snows.Thousands of miles to and fro.The Three Armies tired and old.These Huns kill instead of ploughing,Sow white bones in desert sand.Ch’in built the Great Wall.Han keeps the bright beacons.These fires never die.These wars never end.Hand to hand we fight and…
The autumn wildgeese have a long wing for escortAs I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.The bones of great writers are your brushes, in the school of heaven,And I am Lesser Hsieh growing up by your side.We both are exalted to distant thought,Aspiring to the sky and the bright moon.But since water still…
The autumn wild geese have a long wind for escortAs I face them from this villa, drinking my wine.The bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven,And I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side.We both are exalted to distant thought,Aspiring to the sky and the bright moon.But since…
Someone smiling back in the mirror,hair white as the frost-stained glass,you admit lament is empty, ask howreflections get so worn and withered.How speak of peach and plum: timelessSouth Mountain blazes in the end?
In fifth moon Xi Shi gathers them with smiles,Watchers o’erwhelm the bank of Yuoye Stream.Her boat turns back without waiting moonriseTo yoyal house amid amorous sighs.
If earth loved not the wine,The Wine Spring would not be on the earth.Since heaven and earth love the wine,Need a tippling mortal be ashamed?The transparent wine, I hear,Has the soothing virtue of a sage,While the turgid is rich, they say,As the fertile mind of the wise.Both the sage and the wise were drinkers,Why seek…
