AT A BORDER-FORTRESS         Wang Changling    Cicadas complain of thin mulberry-trees        In the Eight...

ON MEETING MY FRIEND FENG ZHU IN THE CAPITAL Wei Yingwu Out of the east you visit me, With the rain of Baling still on your clothes, I ask you what you...

At the mountain-lodge of the Buddhist priest Ye waiting in vain for my friend Ding   Now that the sun has set beyond the western range, Valley after valley is shadowy and dim...

       DWELLING BY A STREAM Liu Zongyuan I had so long been troubled by official hat and robe That I am glad to be an exile here in this wild so...

ON HEARING DONG PLAY THE FLAGEOLET A POEM TO PALACE-ATTENDANT FANG                   &nb...

AT WANG CHANGLIN‘ S RETREAT Chang Jian Here, beside a clear deep lake, You live accompanied by clouds; Or soft through the pine the moon arrives To be your ow...

EAST OF THE TOWN                          Wei Yingwu  ...

    I have been sleeping all alone, You have been staring in my dreams. I want to kiss you，my baby, I want to kiss you tonight.   My love, You ar...

My Dream Upon a dream I sleep at night With two pillows by my side Into new worlds I always fly Under sea，over sky Speeding，soaring，gaining height Over mountains，faster flight ...

The More Loving One W.H.Auden       Looking up at the stars, I know quite well ,     That， for all they care,  I can go to hell,  &...