He asks why I perch in the green jade hills.
I smile and do not answer. My heart is comfortable and at peace.
Fallen peach-flowers spread out widely, widely, over the water.
It is another sky and earth, not the world of man.
RECITING VERSES BY MOONLIGHT IN A WESTERN UPPER CHAMBER IN THE CITY OF THE GOLDEN MOUND
BY LI T'AI-PO
The night is still in Chin Ling, a cool wind blows.
I am alone in a high room, gazing over Wu and Yüeh.