Destroying men like hemp.
Even though the delights of the Embroidered City are as reported,
Nothing could equal the joy of going home at once.
The Shu Road is as perilous and difficult as the way to the Green Heavens.
I turn toward the West, and, gazing long, I sigh.
LOOKING AT THE MOON AFTER RAIN
BY LI T'AI-PO
The heavy clouds are broken and blowing,