Poems

A Visit to Qiantang Lake in Spring Gushan Temple is to the north, Jiating pavilion west, The water’s surface now is calm, the bottom of the […]

An Invitation to Mr Liu Green lees of beer that’s newly brewed, A little stove of red clay burns. As evening comes, the sky’s about to […]

Grass The grass is spreading out across the plain, Each year, it dies, then flourishes again. It’s burnt but not destroyed by prairie fires, When spring […]

Night Snow I was surprised my quilt and pillow were cold, I see that now the window’s bright again. Deep in the night, I know the […]

On the Lake (a child) A little child paddles a little boat, Drifting about, and picking white lotuses. He does not know how to hide his […]

On the Lake (two monks) Two monks sit facing, playing chess on the mountain, The bamboo shadow on the board is dark and clear. Not a […]

Peach Blossom at Dalin Temple Across the world this June, the petals all have fallen, But the mountain temple’s peach blossom has just begun to bloom. […]

Reading Laozi Those who speak do not know, those who know are silent, I heard this saying from the old gentleman. If the old gentleman was […]

Regret for Peony Flowers I’m saddened by the peonies before the steps, so red, As evening came I found that only two remained. Once morning’s winds […]

Remembering South of the River South of the river is good, Long ago, I knew the landscape well. At sunrise, the river’s flowers are red like […]