Quotes from bai li ii

Yonder the mountain flowers are out. We drink together, you and I. One more cup--one more cup--still one more cup! Now I am drunk and drowsy, you had better go. But come tomorrow morning, if you will, with the harp!

Blue is the water and clear the moon. He is out on the South Lake, Gathering white lilies. The lotus flowers seem to whisper love, And fill the boatman's heart with sadness.

A lovely woman rolls up The delicate bamboo blind. She sits deep within, Twitching her moth eyebrows. Who may it be That grieves her heart? On her face one sees Only the wet traces of tears.

What of me after parting? I know not-- I'll go back, perhaps, to my old fishing rock on the beach.

The autumn moon is half round above the Yo-mei Mountain; Its pale light falls in and flows with the water of the Ping-chiang River. Tonight I leave Ching-chi of the limpid stream for the Three Canyons, And I glide past Yu-chow, thinking of you whom I cannot see.

Whoever looks on this, Loses himself in eternity; And entering the sacrid mountains of Sung, He will dream among the resplendent clouds.

She is the flowering branch of the peony, Richly-laden with honey-dew. Hers is the charm of the vanished fairy, That broke the heart of the dreamer king In the old legend of the Cloud and Rain. Pray, who in the palace of Han Could be likened unto her, Save the lady, Flying Swallow, newly-dressed In all her loveliness?

O wind of spring, you are a stranger, Why do you enter through the silken curtains of my bower?

Man dies, his white bones are dumb without a word When the green pines feel the coming of spring. Looking back, I sigh; looking before, I sigh again. What is there to prize in the life's vaporous glory?

I can't tell anymore. Which is long and which short, the river flowing east or thoughts farewell brings on?