Poetry · LT106
Regulated Octaves
Eight-line regulated verse with strict tonal patterns and antithetical middle couplets.
149works
6dynasties
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A scholar rests beneath a waterside pavilion while a solitary figure follows the far bank, framed by layered mountain ridges.
- Spring View
Beacon fires have burned through three months; a letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold.
- Farewell to Vice-Magistrate Du on His Posting to ShuIf within the four seas a bosom friend remains, heaven's farthest edge is next door.
- Autumn Twilight in the Mountain Dwelling
Bright moon shines among the pines; clear spring flows over rocks. Though spring blossoms fade at will, the noble recluse may naturally stay.
- Mission to the Frontier
Across the vast desert a lone column of smoke rises straight; over the long river the setting sun hangs round.
- Visiting an Old Friend's CottageGreen trees encircle the village edge; emerald mountains slant beyond outer walls. Opening windows toward threshing yards, winecups in hand we talk of mulberries and hemp.
- Gazing on Mount Tai
Someday I shall surely mount the highest peak, and look down upon all other mountains dwarf-small!
- Climbing High
Boundless falling leaves rustle and shower down; unending Yangtze waters surge and roll on. Ten thousand leagues away lamenting autumn, forever a wandering guest; enduring a lifetime of sickness, all alone I climb the high terrace.
- The Brocade Zither
On vast azure sea bright moon weeps pearly tears; in Lantian under warm sun fine jade generates mist. Could this deep affection wait only to become a distant memory? Even at that very moment, one was already lost in melancholy daze.
- Early Departure from Mount ShangCockcrow at thatched inn under the moon; footprints upon the frost of wooden bridge. Oak leaves carpet mountain trails; trifoliate orange blossoms brighten post-station walls.
- To the Neighbor Maiden · Easy to Find a Priceless GemShy of the sun, shielding with gauze sleeves; melancholy in spring, sluggish to dress. A priceless gem is easy to attain, yet rare indeed is a devoted lover. Weeping secretly upon the pillow, broken-hearted amidst flowers. When you yourself can gaze upon dashing Song Yu, why fret over Wang Chang?
- Gazing with Sorrow in Jiangling, Sent to Zi'anMaple leaves in thousand and ten thousand branches; dusk sails move sluggishly past the river bridge. My heart pining for you is like the West River's surge, coursing eastward day and night without ever ceasing.
- Seeking Lu Hongjian Without Finding HimI knock at the gate, but no dog barks; about to leave, I ask at the house to the west.
- Presented to Grand Tutor QianThe hall is full of guests, three thousand drunk among flowers; a single sword, chill as frost, holds fourteen prefectures.
- Inscribed on a Mountain Dwelling's Wall in Late Spring (No. 1)The brushwood gate is quiet, the millet rice fragrant; smoke rises from the mountain home as the spring rain clears.
- Early Plum Blossoms · Deep in the Snow of the Front VillageTen thousand frozen trees seem ready to snap; solitary roots alone awaken with hidden warmth. Deep in the thick snows of the forward village, last night a single branch blossomed into flower. The breeze wafts secret fragrance forth; birds peer down upon its pure white charm.
- Hearing That the Imperial Army Has Recovered Henan and HebeiI turn to look at my wife and children: where has their sorrow gone? Rolling up my books and poems any which way, I am wild with joy.
- Grass on the Ancient Plain: A FarewellWildfire can never burn it all away; when the spring wind blows, it comes to life again.
- Welcoming Rain on a Spring NightIt follows the wind, slipping secretly into the night, moistening all things finely, without a sound.
- Yellow Crane Tower
As the sun sets, where is my home village? Mist and waves on the river make one sorrow.
- The Chancellor of Shu
He led the army out but died before victory came, forever making heroes weep until their robes are soaked.
- Untitled: Hard It Is to MeetThe spring silkworm spins its silk until it dies; the candle's tears dry only when it has burned to ash.
- In Reply to Letian, Who Gave Me a Poem at Our First Meeting in YangzhouBeside the sunken boat a thousand sails go by; before the sickly tree ten thousand trees burst into spring.
- Passing Through Zou and Lu, Sacrificing to Confucius and SighingHe sighed over the phoenix, lamenting his ill fortune; he grieved for the unicorn, bemoaning that his Way had come to an end.
- The Imperial Capital, Ten PoemsThe Qin river land makes a mighty imperial seat; the Hangu Pass makes the royal residence imposing.
- In the Second Year of Zhide I Left the Capital by the Jinguang Gate and Took a Byway to Fengxiang; Early in Qianyuan, Moved from Reminder of the Left to an Aide's Post in Huazhou, I Took Leave of Kin and Friends and Went Out by This Gate Again, Grieving for the PastWithout talent, I grow a little older each day; I rein in my horse and gaze back at the thousand palace gates.
- Palace Lament in SpringIn the warm wind, birdsong breaks into pieces; as the sun climbs high, the flower shadows lie thick.
- On the Cicada, Written in PrisonHeavy dew: it tries to fly but cannot rise; strong wind: its song is easily drowned.
- Written at Master Yi's Meditation ChamberThe setting sun follows the last of the rain; the empty green of the hills falls into the shade of the court.
- Seeing Off Prefect Li of ZizhouAfter a night of rain in the mountains, from the treetops hang a hundred tiers of springs.
- Mount ZhongnanWhite clouds close behind me as I look back; the blue haze, once I enter it, is no longer there.
- Facing Lake Dongting: To Minister ZhangIts vapours steam over the Yunmeng marshes; its waves shake the city of Yueyang.
- Meeting Feng Zhu in Chang'anFlowers open in the dim haze; swallows dart about, their young newly hatched.
- My Retreat at ZhongnanI walk on to where the water ends, and sit and watch the moment the clouds rise.
- Mooring at Niuzhu by Night, Thinking of the PastI too can chant my verses aloud, but that man can no longer hear them.
- Returning to the Southern Hills at the Year's EndLacking talent, I am cast aside by an enlightened ruler; often ill, I am neglected by old friends.
- A Feast at Daoist Mei's Mountain LodgeThe elixir stove has just been lit; the immortal peach trees are shedding their blossoms.
- Staying at Master Ye's Mountain Lodge, Waiting for Ding the Eldest, Who Does Not ComeMoonlight in the pines brings the night's cool; wind and springs fill the clear silence.
- To a Daoist in the Mountains of QuanjiaoBut fallen leaves fill the empty mountains: where would I look for his tracks?
- Written on Returning to Mount SongA ruined town stands over an old ferry; the setting sun fills the autumn hills.
- At the Banquet Granted in the Lizheng Hall Academy, Written on Command with the Rhyme LinReciting the Odes, we learn of governance; expounding the Changes, we see Heaven's mind.
- Glad to Meet My Cousin, Then Saying Goodbye AgainAsking your surname, I am startled, as if we had never met; hearing your name, I recall the face of old.
- On the Huai, Glad to Meet an Old Friend from LiangchuanSince we parted like drifting clouds, ten years have flowed by like water.
- Parting from a Friend on a Spring NightThe bright moon hides behind tall trees; the River of Stars sinks into the dawn sky.
- Stopping at Xuyi County at DuskPeople go home to the darkening hill town; wild geese come down on the pale reed isles.
- In Reply to Assistant Magistrate ZhangPine wind blows open my loosened sash; the mountain moon shines on me playing the zither.
- Staying the Night on the Tonglu River, Sent to Old Friends in GuanglingWind sounds in the leaves on both banks; the moon shines on a single lonely boat.
- Parting Words for Wang WeiOf those in power, who will lend me a hand? Those who truly know me are rare in this world.
- Climbing Mount Xian with FriendsHuman affairs rise and give way; their coming and going makes past and present.
- In Reply to Cheng Jin, Who Sent Me a Poem on an Autumn NightUnder the River of Stars, one autumn goose; through the night, the fulling blocks of a thousand homes.
- Seeing Off a FriendDrifting clouds: the wanderer's mind; the setting sun: an old friend's feeling.
- Seeing Off a Friend Bound for ShuMountains rise right up before your face; clouds are born beside your horse's head.
- Night Duty in the Chancellery in SpringStars shine down and the ten thousand doors seem to stir; beside the Ninth Heaven the moonlight is fuller.
- Written on the Wall of Chan Master Xuanwu's DwellingA flying staff keeps close to the cranes; a cup ferrying the water does not startle the gulls.
- Sent to Du, Reminder in the ChancelleryOur sage court has no faults to correct, so I find my remonstrances grow few.
- Climbing the Zongchi PavilionBeyond the railing the Qinling range lies low; in the window the Wei River looks small.
- Climbing the City Tower of YanzhouOn the lone crag the Qin stele still stands; in the ruined city the Lu palace remains.
- Written in the Imperial Retinue on the Way to DengfengFrom dark valleys a thousand banners emerge; the hills ring as ten thousand chariots come.
- Written after Wine for Zhang XuWhen the mood comes his brush turns sage; after wine his talk grows wilder still.
- The Jade Terrace AbbeyThey say a crane bearing a piper passes over this hilltop from time to time.
- Viewing the Landscape Painting Li Gu Requested of His Brother the AdjutantIn this life I drift along with all things: by what road can I leave the dust of the world?
- Thoughts Written While Travelling at NightStars hang low and the level plain is wide; the moon surges as the great river flows.
- Climbing Yueyang TowerWu and Chu are split apart to the south-east; heaven and earth float on it day and night.
- Seeing Off Editor Cui on the Eastern CampaignThe royal army does not delight in war; you, sir, be wary in wielding arms.
- Climbing Xie Tiao's North Tower in Xuancheng in AutumnAmid the households' smoke the oranges and pomelos look cold; autumn's colours age the wutong trees.
- Visiting Xiangji TempleThe spring's voice sobs over steep rocks; the sun's colour is cold on the green pines.
- Seeing Off Censor Zheng, Banished to MinYou are sure to meet with rain and dew again; go now, and beware the wind and waves.
- Miscellaneous Poems from Qinzhou, No. 19The old folk long for a Flying General; when will the court talk of raising the altar?
- The Temple of YuCloud vapours rise from the hollow walls; the river's roar runs over white sand.
- Drinking at Night in YouzhouHad I not been made a general of this frontier town, who would know how deep the favour runs?
- Gazing Out over the Han RiverThe river flows beyond heaven and earth; the hills' colour hovers between there and not there.
- Living at Leisure at Wangchuan: To the Scholar Pei DiAt the ferry the last of the setting sun remains; over the village rises a single thread of smoke.
- Written at the Post Station North of Dayu RidgeMy journey is far from over; on what day shall I come home again?
- Listening to Jun, a Monk from Shu, Play the QinThe flowing-water music washes the traveller's heart; its lingering notes merge with the frosty bell.
- To Meng HaoranI love you, Master Meng; your free spirit is known throughout the world.
- Crossing Past Jingmen: A FarewellThe mountains end with the opening plain; the river flows on into the vast wilds.
- Cool ThoughtsAt the edge of the world I keep reading my dreams, and wrongly fear you have a new friend.
- North QingluoThe whole world lies within a mote of dust; why should I cling to love and hate?
- The CicadaBy the fifth watch the cry thins nearly to nothing; the whole tree is green and does not care.
- Wind and RainYellow leaves are still beset by wind and rain; in the green towers the pipes and strings play on.
- Falling BlossomsA fragrant heart spent with the spring: all it gains is tears upon my clothes.
- At Fengji Station, Seeing Off Lord Yan Once More: Four RhymesBack alone to my river village, I will tend the rest of my life in solitude.
- Leaving the Grave of Grand Commandant FangNear my tears no earth stays dry; low in the sky there are broken clouds.
- Remembering My Brothers on a Moonlit NightFrom tonight the dew turns white; the moon is brightest over home.
- Thinking of Li Bai from the Edge of the SkyFine writing hates a prosperous fate; demons delight when men go by.
- Moonlit NightScented mist dampens her cloud-like hair; the clear light chills her jade-white arms.
- Staying at an InnMy distant dream goes home and lasts till dawn; a letter from home comes a year late.
- Miscellaneous Poem: Moon Over the Han CampSadly, the moon above her chamber shines long over the Han camp too.
- Thoughts in the Early ColdMy homesick tears are spent abroad; I watch a lone sail at the sky's edge.
- On the Set Theme of Evening Rain, Seeing Off Li ZhouThrough the haze the sails come heavy; in the gloom the birds fly slow.
- Gazing at the Moon, Thinking of One Far AwayOver the sea the bright moon rises; at the ends of the earth we share this hour.
- Seeing Off a Friend Travelling EastHow many are left on the river? From the sky's edge a lone oar returns.
- The Temple of the First Ruler of ShuWith a chancellor he could found a state, but the son he fathered was no match for him.
- Reaching Jianmen on the Journey West to ShuGreen cliffs close in a thousand fathoms high; red peaks part where the Five Strongmen cut.
- Moved by the Moon: To My Brothers Scattered by War and FamineGazing at the same bright moon, we must all be in tears: one night, one longing for home, in five places at once.
- Attending a BanquetGreen curtains in the dressing tower keep spring; gold studs on the dance hall borrow the sun.
- River VillageThe swallows in the hall come and go as they please; the gulls on the water stay close and friendly.
- For the Recluse ZhuThe autumn stream is only four or five feet deep; the country boat holds just two or three people.
- Choubi Post StationHis talent was truly no less than Guan Zhong's and Yue Yi's; but Guan and Zhang were fated to die, so what could he do?
- Spring RainThrough the rain the red tower looks cold as I gaze at it; through the bead curtain of rain the lamp flickers, and I go home alone.
- A Night at HeadquartersAll night the horn sounds, grieving to itself; the moon in mid-sky is lovely, but who is there to look?
- Written with Friends at the Xianyou TempleWhy seek a world beyond this one? The human world has its own land of immortals.
- Venting My Grief, No. 1Today my salary is over a hundred thousand cash, and for you I can only offer sacrifices and hold rites for the dead.
- Night in the PavilionAt the fifth watch, drums and horns sound stirring and sad; over the Three Gorges, the Milky Way's reflection trembles.
- Replying to Secretary Jia Zhi's Poem on the Morning Audience at Daming PalaceIn the warm sun the dragons and snakes on the banners stir; in the light breeze over the palace halls, swallows and sparrows fly high.
- Replying to Secretary Jia's Poem on the Morning Audience at Daming PalaceThe gates of the ninefold heaven open on the palace halls; the robes and caps of ten thousand nations bow before the crown.
- Replying to Secretary Jia Zhi of the Secretariat on the Morning Audience at Daming PalaceFlowers greet the swords and pendants as the stars begin to set; willows brush the banners while the dew is not yet dry.
- On the Ninth Day at the Cui Family Estate in LantianWho will still be well when we meet here next year? Drunk, I hold the dogwood and look at it closely.
- Little SolsticeThe riverbanks wait for the last month to unfurl their willows; the hills defy the cold, ready to open the plum.
- Climbing the TowerSpring on the Brocade River comes from heaven and earth; drifting clouds over Jade Rampart change from past to present.
- Sent to Li Dan YuanxiOften ill, I long for my fields and village; with refugees in my county, I am ashamed of my pay.
- Written at the Wangchuan Estate after Long RainOver the wide, misty paddies white egrets fly; in the deep shade of summer trees orioles sing.
- Seeing Off Sheriff Li, Demoted to Xiazhong, and Sheriff Wang, Demoted to ChangshaGibbons crying in the Wu Gorge will bring a few lines of tears; geese returning past Hengyang will carry how many letters?
- Passing Through HuayinLofty Mount Hua looks down on the capital; no blade could carve its three peaks.
- Recalling the Past at Xisai MountainHow many times have people grieved over the past? The mountain, as before, rests its head on the cold current.
- By the Qujiang, Two Poems: No. 1One petal flying takes away from spring; ten thousand blown on the wind truly sadden me.
- Never SeenNorth of the White Wolf River letters have stopped; south of Red Phoenix City the autumn night is long.
- For Supervising Secretary GuoWithin the palace the bell rings sparsely as the offices grow late; birds call in the chancellery, and the clerks are few.
- Climbing the Phoenix Terrace at JinlingThe Three Hills half drop away beyond the blue sky; the two waters part around White Egret Isle.
- A Guest ArrivesThe flower path has never been swept for a guest; my wicker gate opens today for the first time, for you.
- Gazing out over the CountrysideWar dust across the land keeps my brothers from me; at the sky's edge I weep, one man far away.
- Climbing the City Tower of Liuzhou: To the Prefects of Zhang, Ting, Feng and LianTrees on the ridges, layer on layer, block my thousand-mile gaze; the river winds like a heart twisted nine times over.
- Crossing South at LizhouFrom a few clumps of sand-grass the gulls scatter; over ten thousand acres of river fields a single egret flies.
- The Shrine of Su WuMaoling never saw him made a marquis; in vain he weeps to the autumn waves for time gone by.
- Passing Lingdingyang
Since ancient times who has escaped death? Keep a crimson heart to shine on bamboo annals.
- Visiting Shanxi VillageWhere mountains multiply and streams double one doubts there is any path; amid shady willows and radiant blossoms emerges yet another village.
- Replying to Ziyou's Poem Recalling Old Times at MianchiWhat is a life, wandering from place to place? It must be like a flying swan treading on snowy mud.
- Venting My IndignationWarships in night snow at the Guazhou ferry; armoured horses in autumn wind at Dasan Pass.
- At Ehu, Matching the Rhymes of My Elder Brother the InstructorThe work of ease and simplicity will in the end be lasting and great; the enterprise of fragmentation will after all drift and sink.
- Composed by Imperial Command on the Lantern FestivalHeaven's clear light lingers this evening; on earth a mild air holds back the spring gloom.
- In Reply to Ding YuanzhenI doubt the spring wind ever reaches this edge of the world: in the second month the hill town has seen no flowers.
- Song of Flowers Worn in the HairI have lived through two generations of peace and seen four reigns at the height of glory.
- Feelings Lodged in WordsMoonlight flowing over the pear-blossom courtyard; a light breeze over the willow-catkin pond.
- QingmingA thousand years on, who knows the wise from the fool? Weeds cover the same mounds.
- Summer DaysSparse blinds invite the moon's shadow; a hollow pillow takes in the clamour of the stream.
- New BambooA clear breeze sweeps the ground and autumn comes first; under the red sun, noon passes unseen.
- Autumn Reflections on Greed and FameOnly at leisure do you feel a day as long as a year; drunk, even matters as big as heaven can rest.
- An Outing in the CountrysideDrink your fill and refuse no cup; I only fear the wind will scatter the blossoms.
- Visiting the Moon HallClouds idly mirrored in the water; under the trees a spring's sound comes of itself.
- Written by ChanceWatched in stillness, all things are content in themselves; the fine joys of the four seasons are shared with all people.
- Tomb of Prince Yue of EThe ruler and ministers who crossed south made light of the state; the elders of the Central Plains watched for the banners.
- Collected Works of CangchunOne day of leisure is worth a thousand in gold
- Collected Poems of HuaiyangI whet my sword on the stone till the stone cracks; I water my horse in the Long River till the river runs dry.
- Ode to CoalI only wish that all the common people be fed and warm, and I will not shrink from the toil of coming out of the mountain forests.
- Deep in the Study of StrategyTo be made a marquis is not my wish; I only hope the sea waves will be calm.
- Reading BooksBooks are as affectionate as old friends; morning and evening, in sorrow and joy, they keep me company.
- Seeing Off the Celestial MasterAt dawn he rides a single crane through the sky; at night among men he unties his two ducks.
- Random ReflectionsNine men out of ten deserve a white-eyed glance; of all a hundred kinds, the most useless is the scholar.
- Composed on Setting Out for Exile to Show My FamilyIf it benefits the country, I will give my life or death to it; how could I flee or seek a thing because it brings misfortune or fortune?























