Classical Poetry · LT103
Yuefu Ballads
Narrative folk ballads and musical court songs capturing vivid human experiences.
29works
5dynasties
23authors
Mural guide
A procession moves through a broad riverside settlement of fields, bridges, boats, and a raised pavilion alive with activity.
- Song of White HairWhite as snow upon the mountain, bright as the moon between the clouds.
- Song of Lament (Zhaojun's Lament)The autumn trees grow lush, yet their leaves wither and yellow. There is a bird that dwells in the mountains, gathered upon the thick mulberry.
- Han Yuefu · Southeast the Peacocks Fly
You should be as the solid rock, I as the supple reed; the reed is tough as silk, the rock shall never move.
- Han Yuefu · Long Song (Time Flees Like Rivers)A hundred rivers flow east to the sea, when will they return west? If you strive not in youth, you will grieve in vain in age.
- Han Yuefu · Jiangnan (Gathering Lotus)Jiangnan is ripe for gathering lotus, how lush are the lily pads! Fish play among the lotus leaves.
- Han Yuefu · Mulberries by the PathThe Prefect asked Luofu: 'Would you care to ride with me?' Luofu stepped forward and replied: 'How foolish is my Lord! You have your own wife, and Luofu has her own husband!'
- Han Yuefu · At Fifteen Conscripted into the ArmyConscripted at fifteen to campaign, at eighty I finally return. On the road I meet a villager: 'Who remains in my household?' 'Look yonder where your home stands—graves beneath pines and cypresses cluster row upon row.'
- Han Yuefu · By HeavenBy Heaven! I yearn to love you and be your soulmate, for a lifetime without end or waning. When mountains flatten into plains, when great rivers run dry, when winter roars with thunder, when summer falls with snow, when Heaven and Earth unite as one—only then would I dare part from you!
- Han Yuefu · One I Yearn ForThere is one I yearn for, far beyond the southern sea. What gift shall I send him? A tortoiseshell hairpin with twin pearls, wrapped with fine jade cords. Hearing you have turned your heart to another, I shatter and burn it to ash. Shatter and burn it, casting its ashes into the wind!
- Han Yuefu · Battle South of the CityBattling south of city walls, dying north of ramparts; dying untended in the wilds, for ravens to feast upon. Pray tell the ravens for me: 'Weep first for the fallen traveler! Left unburied in the wilderness, how could my rotten flesh flee from your beak?'
- Song of Harmonious AccordI wish to be the rush mat, lying below to cover the square bed. I wish to be the silk quilt and curtain, above to shield you from wind and frost.
- Ballad of Resentment · The Round FanFreshly sheared fine white silk from Qi, spotless and pure as frost and snow, tailored into an joined fan shaped round as the full moon. Carried in my lord's sleeves to stir gentle breezes; yet ever fearing the arrival of autumn chill, discarded into the chest when love is severed halfway.
- Two Qin Songs (The Phoenix Seeks His Mate)O phoenix, O phoenix, returning to his old home, who roamed the four seas seeking his mate.
- Song of the GraveyardWhite bones lie exposed in the fields; for a thousand li no cock crows.
- A Short Song
Mountains never tire of their height, nor seas of their depth. Emulate Duke of Zhou in welcoming talent, and the world will unite.
- Gazing Across the Vast Sea
The journeys of sun and moon seem to issue from its depths; the brilliant galaxy appears to rise from within.
- Song of Yan · Part 1 (Autumn Winds Bleak)The bright moon illuminates my bed, the Milky Way flows west before the night ends. The Cowherd and Weaver gaze from afar: what guilt bars them behind the heavenly stream?
- The White HorseHe gives his life to meet the nation's peril, and looks on death as going home.
- The Fair MaidenThe fair maiden is lovely and serene, picking mulberry leaves where the roads fork.
- Eighteen Songs of a Nomad FluteWhen I was born the world was still at peace; after my birth the fortunes of Han declined.
- Song by the PondMany mouths can melt even gold: they made you part from me.
- Han & Northern Yuefu · Ballad of Mulan
Ten thousand miles marching to war, crossing passes swift as flight. Chill air rings the watch clapper, cold light shines on armor. Generals die in a hundred battles, warriors return after ten years.
- Song of the Chile Plains
The Chile Plains beneath Mount Yinshan. The sky is like a grand yurt canopy covering all four wildernesses. The blue heaven is boundless, the vast wilderness unending—the wind blows, grass bends low, and cattle and sheep appear.
- Song of the Western IsletGathering lotus in South Pond in autumn, lotus blossoms rise taller than human heads. Bending low to play with lotus seeds, seeds as crystal-clear as water. If the south wind knows my heart, blow my dreams across to the Western Islet.
- Song of the Water in the RiverWhat more in life could wealth and rank hope for? My regret is not having married Wang next door to the east.
- The Shrike Flies EastThe shrike flies east, the swallow west; the Herd-boy and the Weaving Girl meet only at their season.
- Song of the Roosting CrowsAt the singing house in the tall tree the crows would roost; the silk curtains and kingfisher hangings are lowered for you.













