“Heat lingers As days are still long; Early mornings are cool While autumn is still young. Dew on the lotus Scatters pure perfume; Wind on the bamboos Gives off a gentle tinkling. I am idle and lonely, Lying down all day, Sick and decayed; No one asks for me; Thin dusk before my gates, Cassia blossoms inch deep.” GivingLongStillsYoungLyingAsksMorningWindPureLonelySickGentleHeatAutumnGatesInchesIdlePerfumeDewOctoberDuskEarly MorningLotusesLying DownBamboo Author:Bai Juyi
“A strip of water's spread in the setting sun, Half the river's emerald, half is red. I love the third night of the ninth month, The dew is like a pearl; the moon like a bow.” NightWaterHalfSunMonthsMoonSummerRedRiversThirdsSpreadSettingSettingsTaoismAutumnBowsPearlsDewEmeralds Author:Bai Juyi
