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Su Shi Poems
Sunset cloud gather far excess clear cold Milky Way silent turn jade plate This life this night not long good Next year bright moon where see
The Immortal by the River
Drinking through the night at East Slope, still drunk on waking-up, I return home around midnight. My house-boy snores like thunder,
To what can our life on earth be likened? To a flock of geese, alighting on the snow. Sometimes leaving a trace of their passage.
Lonely east slope a sick old man White hair dull loose all frost wind Son mistaken happy red face at A smile that know is alcohol red A lonely sick old man on eastern slope, My frosty hair blows loosely in the wind. My son, mistaken, is pleased by my ruddy face, I smile: I know it's alcoholic red.
New Year's Watch
Soon know approach end year be like go to hole snake Long scales half already disappear Go all trace who able stop
Dreaming of My Deceased Wife on the Nigh...
Ten years living dead both boundless Not think of capacity self hardly possible forget Thousand li alone grave not place say wife cold Even if together meet must not recognise
Visiting the Temple of Auspicious Fortun...
Well bottom deep warmth return not return Sighing cold rain wet withered root What person more like come to teacher Not be flower time willing come alone
Written While Drunk in Lake-View Pavilio...
Black cloud fly ink not cover hills White rain leap drops random into boat Sweep earth wind come suddenly blow disperse View lake downstairs water like sky
Impromptu Verse (My Frosty Hair Blows Lo...
White head dull loose all frost wind Small pavilion rattan bed dependent sick appear Report doctor spring sleep beautiful Taoist softly ring fifth watch bell
Visiting the Temple of the God of Mercy ...
Silkworm grow old Wheat half yellow Around mountain rain unrestrained Farmer person stop plough
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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Sunset cloud gather far excess clear cold
Milky Way silent turn jade plate
This life this night not long good
Next year bright moon where see
The sunset clouds are gathered far away, it's clear and cold,
The Milky Way is silent, I turn to the jade plate.
The goodness of this life and of this night will not last for long,
Next year where will I watch the bright moon?