Wang Wei A MESSAGE TO COMMISSIONER LI AT ZIZHOU From ten thousand valleys the trees touch heaven; On a thousand peaks cuckoos are calling; And, after a night of mountain rain, From each summit come hundreds of silken cascades. …If girls are asked in tribute the fibre they weave, Or farmers quarrel over taro fields,Continue reading Is fame to be only for the ancients?
Du Fu REMEMBERING MY BROTHERS ON A MOONLIGHT NIGHT A wanderer hears drums portending battle. By the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border, He knows that the dews tonight will be frost. …How much brighter the moonlight is at home! O my brothers, lost and scattered, What is life to meContinue reading What is life to me without you？
Du Fu A DRAWING OF A HORSE BY GENERAL CAO AT SECRETARY WEI FENG’S HOUSE Throughout this dynasty no one had painted horses Like the master-spirit, Prince Jiangdu — And then to General Cao through his thirty years of fame The world’s gaze turned, for royal steeds. He painted the late Emperor’s luminous white horse.Continue reading Throughout this dynasty no one had painted horses