1. Silent Night Thinking
Tang Li Bai
so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
2. Grass
Tang Bai Juyi
boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season. Wildfire cannot burn it out, and spring wind's blow can bring it back to life.
3. Jiang Xue
Tang Liu Zongyuan
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. Gu Zhou Kun Dai Li Weng, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
4. a note left for an absent ecluse
Don Jia Dao
when I questioned your pupil, under a pine-tree, "My teacher," he answered, "went for herbs". But toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?.
5. a night-mooring on the jiande river
Don Meng Haoran
while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.
6. Spring Dawn
Don Meng Haoran
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. But now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken?
7. seeing friends off
Tang Li Bai
with a blue line of mountains north of the wall, and east of the city a white curve of water. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like fatherless, drift in the wind, and travel far away.
I shall think of you in a floating cloud, so in the sunset think of me. The wave of his hand from this separation, the friend riding on the horse will carry his long journey, the long Blew, it seems to not bear to leave.
8. a message to meng haoran
Tang Li Bai
master, I hail you from my heart, and your fame arisen to the skies. Renouncing in ruddy youth the importance of hat and chariot, you chose pine-trees and clouds; and now, whitehaired.
drunk with the moon, a sage of dreams, flower- bewitched, you are deaf to the Emperor. High mountain, how I long to reach you, breathing your sweetness even here!.
9. on seeing the snow-peak of zhongnan
Don Zu Yong
see how Zhongnan Mountain soars, with its white top over floating clouds. After the snow Chu Qing, the forest shoot between the sun afterglow, late time, the city of changan added a few more cold.
1. Eight Arrays
Tang Du Fu
the Three Kingdoms, divided, have been bound by his greatness, the Eight-Sided Fortress is founded on his fame. The river will not divert your Embattle stone, eternal regret you will destroy the Wu Unwise.
11. at heron lodge
Don Wang Zhihuan
mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. to ascend another storey to see a thousand miles further
12. Playing the Piano
Don Liu Changqing
your seven strings are like the voice, of a cold wind in the pines. Although I love this ancient tune, most people don't play it today.
13.
Don Liu Changqing
can drifting clouds and white storks, be tenants in this world of ours?! Please don't buy the famous mountains, which is the place where the world is known.
14. an autumn night message to qiu
Don Wei Yingwu
as I walk in the cool of the autumn night, thinking of you, singing my poem. I hear a mountain pine-cone fall, you also seem to be awake.
15. The Bride
Don Wang Jian
on the third day, taking my place to cook, washing my hands to make the bridal soup. I do not know what the taste of mother - in - law, do well first sister - in - law taste.
16. The Palace
Tang Yuan Zhen
in the faded old imperial palace, peonies are red, but no one comes to see them. A few white - haired Las Meninas, sit idle talk about emperor Tang dynasty.
17. a suggestion to my friend liu
Tang Bai Juyi
there's a gleam of green in an old bottle, there's a stir of red in the quiet stove. With dusk, the snow is impending, what about a cup of wine ?
18. the leyou tombs
Don Li Shangyin
with twilight shadows in my heart, I have driven up among the Leyou Tombs. Sunset, infinite beauty, only close to the dusk.
19. The Jade Clan
Tang Li Bai
her jade-white staircase is cold with dew, her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long. Back to the room to put down the crystal curtain, still separated the curtain looking at the exquisite moon.
2. Farewell
Don Wang Wei
friend, I have watched you down the mountain, till now in the dark I close my thatch door. Spring grass grows green next year, friend, can you return?