Li Bai's birthplace is Chu, Kazakhstan. Another candidate is Suiye in Central Asia (near modern-day Tokmok, Kyrgyzstan). However his family had originally dwelt in what is now southeastern Gansu , and later moved to Jiangyou, near modern Chengdu in Sichuan province, when he was five years old. At the age of ten, his formal education started. Among various schools of classical Chinese philosophies, Taoism was the deepest influence, as demonstrated by his compositions. In 720, he was interviewed by Governor Su Ting, who considered him a genius. Though he expressed the wish to become an official, he could not be bothered to sit for the Chinese civil service examination. Perhaps he considered ... more »
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Li Po Poems
Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
Amongst the flowers I am alone with my pot of wine drinking by myself; then lifting my cup I asked the moon
Alone Looking At The Mountain
I take my wine jug out among the flowers to drink alone, without friends. I raise my cup to entice the moon.
Amidst The Flowers A Jug Of Wine
Amidst the flowers a jug of wine, I pour alone lacking companionship. So raising the cup I invite the Moon, Then turn to my shadow which makes three of us.
Autumn River Song
The moon shimmers in green water. White herons fly through the moonlight. The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:
About Tu Fu
I met Tu Fu on a mountaintop in August when the sun was hot. Under the shade of his big straw hat
A Mountain Revelry
To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows, We drained a hundred jugs of wine. A splendid night it was . . . . In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed,
If heaven loved not the wine, A Wine Star would not be in heaven; If earth loved not the wine, The Wine Spring would not be on the earth.
Clearing At Dawn
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped; The colours of Spring teem on every side. With leaping fish the blue pond is full; With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain; I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
Down From The Mountain
As down Mount Emerald at eve I came, The mountain moon went all the way with me. Backward I looked, to see the heights aflame With a pale light that glimmered eerily.
Bringing In The Wine
See how the Yellow River's water move out of heaven. Entering the ocean,never to return. See how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, Though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.
Bathed And Washed
"Bathed in fragrance, do not brush your hat; Washed in perfume, do not shake your coat:
Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly
Chuang Tzu in dream became a butterfly, And the butterfly became Chuang Tzu at waking. Which was the real—the butterfly or the man ? Who can tell the end of the endless changes of things?
Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
drinking by myself; then lifting
my cup I asked the moon
to drink with me, its reflection
and mine in the wine cup, just
the three of us; then I sigh
for the moon cannot drink,
and my shadow goes emptily along
with me never saying a word;
with no other friends here, I can
but use these two for company;
in the time of happiness, I
too must be happy with all
around me; I sit and sing
and it is as if the moon
accompanies me; then if I
dance, it is my shadow that
dances along with me; ...