1. Spring in the South of the Yangtze River

Tang Du Mu

Thousands of miles of yingti are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags.

Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties are covered in misty rain.

2. A Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake

Tang Bai Juyi

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.

several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.

flowers are becoming more and more attractive, and shallow grass can lose its horseshoe.

I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar.

3. Yellow Crane Tower

Don Cui Hao

where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven, nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace.

the yellow crane never revisited earth, and white clouds are flying without him for ever.

every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses.

but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark? There was a mist hanging over the river, bringing deep melancholy to the people.

4. Looking at Yue

Don Du Fu

what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.

the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by..

colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..

once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..

5. Climbing Yueyang Tower

Tang Du Fu

I had always heard of Lake Dongting, and now at last I have climbed to this tower.

with Wu country to the east of me and Chu to the south, I can see heaven and earth endlessly floating.

but no word has reached me from kin or friends, I am old and sick and alone with my boat.

north of this wall there are wars and mountains, and here by the rail how can I help crying?.

5. Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside

Tang Du Fu

The flowers in Huangsi's maiden are full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.

The butterflies dance all the time, and the charming warblers just crow.

6.

Song Li Qingzhao

Two orioles are singing green willows, and a row of egrets are flying into the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate.

7. a Boat in Spring on Ruoya Lake

Don Yun Wu Qian

thoughtful elation has no end, onward I bear it to whatever come.

and my boat and I, before the evening breeze, passing flowers, entering the lake.

turn at nightfall toward the western valley, where I watch the south star over the mountain.

and a mist that rises, hovering soft, and the low moon slanting through the trees.

and I choose to put away from me every worldly matter, and only to be an old man with a fishing-pole..

8. Qingxi

Don Wang Wei

I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers, borne by the channel of a green stream.

rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains, on a journey of less than thirty miles.

rapids hum over heaped rocks, but where light grows dim in the thick pines.

the surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns, and weeds are lush along the banks.

down in my heart I have always been as pure, as this limpid water is.

oh, to remain on a broad flat rock, and to cast a fishing-line forever!.

9. Zhongnanshan

Tang Wangwei

its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea.

clouds, when I look back, close behind me, mists, when I enter them, are gone.

a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys.

needing a place to spend the night, I call to a wood-cutter over the river.

1.

Tang Meng Haoran

on a northern peak among white clouds, you have found your hermitage of peace.

and now, as I climb this mountain to see you, high with the wildgeese flies my heart.

the quiet dusk might seem a little sad, if this autumn weather were not so brisk and clear.

I look down at the river bank, with homeward-bound villagers, Pingsha ferry stops.

there are trees at the horizon like a row of grasses, and against the river's rim an island like the moon.

I hope that you will come and meet me, bringing a basket of wine, * * * Drunk Double Ninth Festival.

11. a message from lake dongting to premier zhang

Don Meng Haoran

here in the Eighth-month the waters of the lake, are of a single air with heaven.

and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys, has beleaguered the city of Yueyang.

I should like to cross, but I can find no boat, how ashamed I am to be idler than you statesmen.

as I sit here and watch a fisherman casting, just like a fairy fish.

12, "from a mooring on the tonglu to a friend in yangzhou"

Tang Meng Haoran

Shan Ming listens to apes, and the river rushing through the night.

and a wind in the leaves along both banks, and the moon athwart my solitary sail.

I, a stranger in this inland district, homesick for my Yangzhou friends.

send eastward two long streams of tears, to find the nearest touch of the sea.

13. a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple

Tang Changjian

in the pure morning, near the old temple, where early sunlight points the tree-tops.

The bamboo trail leads to seclusion, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.

here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool.

and a thousand sounds are quieted, but the bell chimed.

14. at heron lodge

Don Wang Zhihuan

mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river.

but you widen your view three hundred miles, by going up one flight of stairs.

15, "Liangzhou Ci"

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain.

why should Qiangdi blame the willow? The spring breeze doesn't pass Yumenguan.

16. Poems of Teng Wangge

Tang Wangbo

Teng Wanggao Pavilion is in Linjiangzhu, and Pei Yu sings and dances.

Draw a building that flies toward Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.

the shadows of the clouds and pools are lingering, and things change for the stars to move for several years.

where is the emperor in the pavilion today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

17. on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes

Tang Li Bai

phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them, have abandoned it now to this desolate river.

the paths of Wu Palace are crooked with weeds, the garments of Jin are ancient dust.

Three mountains and a half fall outside the sky, and Bailuzhou is divided into one water.

clouds always break the sun, to hide his city from my melancholy heart.

18.

Tang Li Bai

said goodbye to the colorful clouds of Baidi, and returned it in a day in Jiangling.

The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.

19. Looking at Lushan Waterfall

Tang Li Bai

The incense burner in Rizhao is full of purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of Sichuan.

Flying down three thousands of feet, Ying is the Milky Way setting for nine days.

2, "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"

Tang Li Bai

Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward back here.

the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sails are coming from the sun.