Waiting for a Guest by Lamplight on a Plum-Rain Night
Waiting for a Guest
Poetry
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Deep in the Night, One Lamp Shines by the Fence
Writing of What I Saw at Night
Autumn downpours rage like overturned wells; dark mist stretches across sheer peaks.
Two Poems for Minister Zhang of the Court of the Imperial Regalia, Lamenting the Rain at Princess Yuzhen’s Villa
Clouds and mist drift chill and forlorn through dawn; the Han palaces loom stirringly against the high autumn sky.
Late Autumn in Chang’an / An Autumn View / Autumn Evening
Thick mist announces autumn, the morning air moist，thin clouds veil the sun, making noon cool with shade，no flying canopy is needed to shelter my military attire.
Huanxisha · On the Road through a Riverside Village
If West Lake were compared to Lady Xi, light makeup or rich adornment would suit her equally.
Drinking on the Lake, First in Sunshine, Then in Rain · II
Who says a blade of grass’s heart can repay the sunlight of all three months of spring?
Song of the Traveling Son
At the deserted country ferry, a boat drifts crosswise on its own.
The Western Stream at Chuzhou
Wildfire cannot burn it all away; when spring winds blow, it grows again.
Grass on the Ancient Plain: A Farewell on an Assigned Theme
He is somewhere on this mountain, but deep clouds hide his whereabouts.
Seeking a Recluse but Not Finding Him
Alone in a foreign land, a stranger, I miss my family twice as much whenever a festival comes.
Remembering My Brothers East of the Mountains on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month
窗含西岭千秋雪，门泊东吴万里船。— The window frames the Western Ranges' age-old snow; outside the door lie boats bound ten thousand li to Eastern Wu.
Quatrain · Two Orioles Sing amid Emerald Willows
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