Title: a Boat in Spring on Ruoya Lake
thoughtful elation has no end,
onward I bear it to whatever come.
and my boat and I, before the evening breeze,
passing flowers, entering the lake.
turn at nightfall toward the western valley,
where I watch the south star over the mountain.
and a mist that rises, hovering soft,
and the low moon slanting through the trees.
and I choose to put away from me every worldly matter,
and only to be an old man with a fishing-pole..
Wang Wei
Title: Qingxi
I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers,
borne by the channel of a green stream.
rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains,
on a journey of less than thirty miles.
rapids hum over heaped rocks,
but where light grows dim in the thick pines.
the surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns,
and weeds are lush along the banks.
down in my heart I have always been as pure,
as this limpid water is.
oh, to remain on a broad flat rock,
and to cast a fishing-line forever!.
Chang Jian
Title: a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple
in the pure morning, near the old temple,
where early sunlight points the tree-tops.
The bamboo trail leads to seclusion,
of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
here birds are alive with mountain-light,
and the mind of man touches peace in a pool.
and a thousand sounds are quieted,
But the bell chimed.
Wang Zhihuan
Title: at heron lodge
mountains cover the white sun,
and oceans drain the golden river.
but you widen your view three hundred miles,
by going up one flight of stairs.
Title: Liangzhou Ci
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and
Wan Ren Mountain is a lonely city.
Why should Qiangdi blame the willow?
Spring breeze doesn't pass Yumenguan.
Wang Bo
Title: Poems of Teng Wang Ge
Teng Wang Gao Ge Linjiang Zhu,
Pei Yu sings and dances.
Draw a building that flies toward Nanpu Cloud,
The bead curtain rolls the rain in the western hills at dusk.
Clouds and pools are full of shadows, and
Things change and stars move for several years.
where is the emperor in the pavilion today?
the Yangtze river flows by itself outside the sill.
Li Bai
Title: on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes
phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them,
have abandoned it now to this desolate river.
the paths of Wu Palace are crooked with weeds,
the garments of Jin are ancient dust.
Three mountains and a half fall outside the sky,
Egret Island is divided into one water.
clouds always break the sun,
to hide his city from my melancholy heart.
Title:
Early release of Baidi City
Courtesy of Baidi among colorful clouds,
A thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying.
The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Title: Looking at Lushan Waterfall
The incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfall hanging in Qianchuan from afar.
The flying stream goes straight down to thousands of feet, and
Ying is the Milky Way setting for nine days.
Title: Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and
Clear water flowed eastward to this back.
the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and
a solitary sail is coming from the sun.
Title: Yellow Crane Tower a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and
Fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The lonely sail is far from the sky, and the blue sky is empty.
Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Cui Hao
Title: Yellow Crane Tower
where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven,
nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace.
the yellow crane never revisited earth,
and white clouds are flying without him for ever.
every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water,
and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses.
but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark?
with a mist of grief on the river waves.
Bai Juyi
Title: "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake"
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West,
The water level is flat and the feet of clouds are low.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees,
whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.
flowers are getting more attractive,
shallow grass can lose horseshoes.
I love the lack of eastbound travel of the lake,
The white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar.
Title: "Songs of the Mujiang River"
A setting sun is spreading in the water,
Half the river is rustling and half the river is red.
poor September third night,
dew is like a pearl moon like a bow.
Zhang Ji
Title: "a night-mooring near maple bridge"
frosty night,
Jiang Feng fishing for fire and sleeping.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,
The bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship.
Liu Yuxi
Title: Zhuzhici
Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping,
Hearing the singing voice on Langjiang River.
sunrise in the east and rain in the west,
the road is merciless and sunny.
Du Mu
Title: Spring in the South of the Yangtze River
Thousands of miles of yingti are green and red,
Shuicun Mountain Guo is full of wine flags.
Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers are in the misty rain.