唐代 :: 白居易 Bai Juyi

唐代白居易 Bai Juyi 唐代（772～846）

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recall south of the Changjiang River

long lovesickness

The Song of a Guitar

A Song of Unending Sorrow

The beginning of autumn (13th solar term) Yi Yuan nine days Qujiang

Mar Thirty Japanese title Jionji

And a sense of Wei Wu xianggongzhuang make public the old pool peafowl

Ban in The ninth day of the ninth noon, a festival on the lunar calendar right Chrysanthemum drink by the company of prosititutes Yi Yuan 9

Pu in the Night

the seventh evening of the seventh moon(when according to legend the Cowherd and the Weaver Maid meet in Heaven)

pity, regret, rue, begrudge peony

Night Snow

AND Xue Tao

attract East

Directly in the book Province

Empress Du Marceau

red cotton blanket

Aya wind

Mai Tanweng

ascending Yang pai Fat people

Salt women

Dalin temple on lushan mountain Peach blossom

A Song of the Palace

Mo Jiang Yin

Multiple poems at a time

Wuyan lushi,a poem of eight lines

赋得古原草送别

Grasses
赋得古原草送别

Bai Juyi

Boundless grasses over the plain
Come and go with every season;
Wildfire never quite consumes them –
They are tall once more in the spring wind.
Sweet they press on the old high- road
And reach the crumbling city-gate....
O Prince of Friends, you are gone again....
I hear them sighing after you.

French version:
L'herbe
Fra?che et jolie, voilà l'herbe nouvelle qui cro?t partout dans la campagne;
Chaque année la voit dispara?tre, chaque année la voit revenir.
Le feu la dévore à l'automne, sans épuiser en elle le germe de la vie;
Que le souffle du printemps renaisse, elle rena?t bient?t avec lui.

Sa verdure vigoureuse envahit peu à peu le vieux chemin,
Ondulant par un beau soleil, jusqu'aux murs de la ville en ruines.
L'herbe s'est flétrie, l'herbe a repoussé, depuis que mon seigneur est parti;
Hélas! en la voyant si verte, j'ai le c?ur assailli de bien cruels souvenirs.

　　　　Translator: Witter Bynner

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