Wangchuan

whistling rain, gurgling water on a rocky shore, egrets rising and falling in crashing waves

Searching Nanxi for the Reclusive Changshan Taoist, 尋南溪常山道人隱居

Searching Southern Creek (Nanxi) for the Taoist priest Along the way, I find a footprint in the moss A while cloud lies low upon the lake Spring grass grows freely at the door A heavy rain has the color of the pine trees A mountain brook gushes from its source And, mingling with its flowers…

Seeing Meng Haoran off to Guangling – Li Bai 李 白

“You left me, old friend of the West, at the Yellow Crane Tower, In Spring, going to Yangzhou, in a cloud of flowers; Your lonely sail, a speck against blue sky, disappearing Until now I only see the Yangtze and the sky.” In the third lunar month of the New Year (middle March by modern…

Reading Laozi 读老子 – Bai Juyi

On Reading Laozi He who speaks does not know,I heard these words from Laozi.Why then, if the old man knew,Did it take five thousand words? 中写到 言者不如知者默此语吾闻于老君若道老君是知者缘何自著五千文 Dú lǎozi Yán zhě bùrú zhì zhě mò cǐ yǔ wú wén yú lǎo jūn ruò dào lǎo jūn shì zhì zhě yuánhé zì zhe wǔqiān wén Laozi…

Climbing Ci’en, the Temple of Mercy and Kindness, with Gao Shi and Xue Ju

Revised January 2021. Needs more thought… The pagoda seems to sprout from earth,Appearing to touch Heaven itself Climbing we leave the world behind,With each step suspended in space. Overlooking this sacred placeBuilt by the toil of the human spirit. Its four sides darken the bright light,Its seven stories slice the silvery clouds; And birds descend…