Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
Autumn River Song.
Chiang Chin Chiu
Roll away to the deep sea and never turn again!
Clearing at Dawn
Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak
Confessional
Drinking Alone I take my wine jug out among the flowers
Drinking With Someone In The Mountains
Going Up Yoyang Tower
Good Old Moon
Listening to a Flute in Yellow Crane Pavillion
Looking For A Monk And Not Finding Him
Mountain Drinking Song
On Dragon Hill
On Kusu Terrace
Resentment Near the Jade Stairs
Self-Abandonment
She Spins Silk
Song of the Forge
Song Of The Jade Cup
Summer in the Mountains
The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang
To Tan-Ch'iu
To Tu Fu from Shantung
Visiting A Taoist On Tiatien Mountain
Waterfall at Lu-shan

While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about my front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
And we went on living in the village of Chokan:
Two small people, without dislike or suspicion.

At fourteen I married My Lord you.
I never laughed being bashful.
Lowering my head, I looked at the wall.
Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back.

At fifteen I stopped scowling,
I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
Forever and forever and forever.
Why should I climb the lookout?

At sixteen you departed,
You went into the far Ku-to-yen, by the river of swirling eddies,
And you have been gone five months.
The monkies make sorrowful noise overhead.

You dragged your feet when you went out.
By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses,
Too deep to clear them away!
The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August over the grass in the west garden;
They hurt me. I grow older.
If you are comming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,
Please let me know beforehand,
And I will come out to meet you As far as Cho-fu-sa.