Du Fu

(712 - 770 / Henan Province / China)

Du Fu Poems

1. On Seeing A Pupil Of Kung-Sun Dance The Chien-Ch`i 4/8/2010
2. To Bi Siyao 4/8/2010
3. Twenty-Two Rhymes To Left-Prime-Minister Wei 4/8/2010
4. Passing The Night At Headquarters 4/8/2010
5. Thoughts Of Li Po From The World's End 4/8/2010
6. To The Recluse, Wei Pa 4/8/2010
7. Newlywed's Departure 8/13/2012
8. Dreaming Of Li Po 3/18/2016
9. The Mockingbird 3/18/2016
10. The Firefly 4/11/2016
11. Old Couple's Departure 8/13/2012
12. Spring Night In The Imperial Chancellery 4/8/2010
13. Jiang Village 8/13/2012
14. Upon The Military Recovery Of Henan And Hebei 4/8/2010
15. The Eight Formations 4/8/2010
16. The Pitiful Young Prince 4/8/2010
17. Poem For Wei Ba 4/8/2010
18. Thinking Of My Brothers On A Moonlit Night 4/8/2010
19. Thoughts On An Ancient Site:Birthplace Of Wang Qiang 4/8/2010
20. The Temple Of Zhuge Liang 4/8/2010
21. View From A Height 4/8/2010
22. Song Of Lovely Women 4/8/2010
23. Snow At Changsha 1/8/2015
24. P’eng-Ya Road 4/8/2010
25. Overnight At The Riverside Tower 1/1/2004
26. A Homeless Man's Departure 8/13/2012
27. On Meeting Li Guinian Again, South Of The River 4/8/2010
28. Restless Night 1/1/2004
29. On A Prospect Of T'Ai-Shan 4/8/2010
30. Rain 1/1/2004
31. No Sight 4/8/2010
32. From Autumn Thoughts, Poem 1 4/8/2010
33. A Short Poem Written At The Moment When A Rising River Looked Like A Rolling Ocean 4/8/2010
34. Ballad Of The Old Cypress 4/8/2010
35. A Song Of Painting: To General Cao Ba 4/8/2010
36. Looking At Mount Tai 8/13/2012
37. Ballad Of The Press-Gang At Shihao Village 4/8/2010
38. Meeting Li Guinian In The South 4/8/2010
39. By The Lake 4/8/2010
40. A Second Farewell To Governor Yen Wu At The Fengji Post Station 4/8/2010
Best Poem of Du Fu

Full Moon

Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
It scatters restless gold across the waves.
On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze.

Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars,
Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon
Spreading in my old garden . . . All light,
All ten thousand miles at once in its light!

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Full Moon

Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
It scatters restless gold across the waves.
On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze.

Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars,
Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon
Spreading in my old garden . . . All light,
All ten thousand miles at once in its light!

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