Author: Du Fu Age: Tang Style: Five Laws Category: Unknown
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
If only my art could bring me fame. The official took sick leave because of his old age.
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .