Gently I stir a white feather fan, With open shirt sitting in a green wood. I take off my cap and hang it on a jutting stone; A wind from the pine-tree trickles on my bare head. — Li Bai Copy Share Image
In the battlefield men grapple each other and die; The horses of the vanquished utter lamentable cries to heaven, While ravens and kites peck at human entrails, Carry them up in their flight, and hang them on the branches of… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life? — Li Bai Copy Share Image
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain; I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care. As… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
In a universe animated by the interaction of yin (female) and yang (male) energies, the moon was literally yin visible. Indeed, it was the… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
From the walls of Baidi high in the coloured dawn To Jiangling by night-fall is three hundred miles, Yet monkeys are still calling on… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
I am asked why I live in the green mountains; I smile but reply not, for my heart is at rest. The flowing waters… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
Gently I stir a white feather fan, With open shirt sitting in a green wood. I take off my cap and hang it on… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon,… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
The autumn air is clear, The autumn moon is bright. Fallen leaves gather and scatter, The jackdaw perches and starts anew. We think of… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
Now let you and me buy wine today! Why say we have not the price? My horse spotted with five flowers, My fur-coat worth… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
