Tag Archives: hills
The City of Stones (Nanking) - 石头城
Hills surround the ancient kingdom; they never change.
The tide beats against the empty city, and silently, silently, returns.
To the East, over the Huai River – the ancient moon.
Through the long, quiet night it moves, crossing the battlemented wall.
The River Journey from White King City - 早发白帝城
At dawn I left the walled city of White King,
Towering among the many colored clouds;
And came down stream in a day
One thousand li to Chiang-ling.
The screams of monkeys on either bank
Had scarcely ceased echoing in my ear
When my skiff had left behind it
Ten thousand ranges of hills.
Eating Bamboo-Shoots - 食笋
My new province is a land of bamboo-groves:
Their shoots in spring fill the valleys and hills.
The mountain woodman cuts an armful of them
And brings them down to sell at the early market.
Madly Singing in the Mountains - 山中独吟
There is no one among men that has not a special failing:
And my failing consists in writing verses.
I have broken away from the thousand ties of life:
But this infirmity still remains behind.
Each time that I look at a fine landscape:
Each time that I meet a loved friend,
I raised my voice and recite a stanza of [...]
T’ai Shan - 望岳
Of T’ai Shan what can one say?
Here Lu and Ch’i for aye
Freshly their youth retain.
Here Heaven and Earth unite
Spiritual grace to form:
As a pole of shade and light
It sunders the dusk and dawn.
Soaring through layers of cloud,
At sight of it swells the breast.
At a glance the eye can view
The birds coming home to rest.
But climb [...]
Deer Park Hermitage - 鹿柴