Quotes by Juyi Bai

“GRASSThe grass is spreading out across the plain,Each year, it dies, then flourishes again.It's burnt but not destroyed by prairie fires,When spring winds blow they bring it back to life.Afar, its scent invades the ancient road,Its emerald green overruns the ruined town.Again I see my noble friend depart,I find I'm crowded full of parting's feelings.””

“THE BLOOM IS NOT A BLOOMThe bloom is not a bloom,The mist not mist.At midnight she comes,And goes again at dawn.She comes like a spring dream - how long will she stay?She goes like morning cloud, without a trace.””

“NIGHT SNOWI was surprised my quilt and pillow were cold,I see that now the window's bright again.Deep in the night, I know the snow is thick,I sometimes hear the sound as bamboo snaps.””

“PEACH BLOSSOM AT DALIN TEMPLEAcross the world this June, the petals all have fallen,But the mountain temple's peach blossom has just begun to bloom.I regretted so much that spring had gone without a trace,I didn't know that it had only moved up here.””

“I have got wine, but I am too lazy to drink;So it's just the same as if my cup were empty.I have got a lute, but am too lazy to play;So it's just the same as if it had no strings.””

“REGRET FOR PEONY FLOWERSI'm saddened by the peonies before the steps, so red,As evening came I found that only two remained.Once morning's winds have blown, they surely won't survive,At night I gaze by lamplight, to cherish the fading red.””

“RETURNING LATE ON THE ROAD FROM PINGQUAN ON WINTER’S DAYThe mountain road is hard to travel, the sun now slanting down,In a misty village, a crow lands on a frosted tree.I'll not arrive before night falls, but that should not concern me,Once I've drunk three warm cups, I'll feel as if at home.””

“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””

“SPRING SLEEPThe pillow's low, the quilt is warm, the body smooth and peaceful,Sun shines on the door of the room, the curtain not yet open.Still the youthful taste of spring remains in the air,Often it will come to you even in your sleep.””

“A VISIT TO QIANTANG LAKE IN SPRINGGushan Temple is to the north, Jiating pavilion west,The water's surface now is calm, the bottom of the clouds low.In several places, the first orioles are fighting in warm trees,By every house new swallows peck at spring mud.Disordered flowers have grown almost enough to confuse the eye,Bright grass is able now to hide the hooves of horses.I most love the east of the lake, I cannot come often enoughWithin the shade of green poplars on White Sand Embankment.””

“REMEMBERING SOUTH OF THE RIVERSouth of the river is good,Long ago, I knew the landscape well.At sunrise, the river's flowers are red like fire,In spring, the river's water's green as lilies.How could I not remember south of the river?””

“A little child paddles a little boat, Drifting about, and picking white lotuses. He does not know how to hide his tracks, And duckweed's opened up along his path””

“SONG OF THE PALACEHer handkerchief all soaked in tears, she cannot dream,In deepest night before the palace voices sing.Her rosy cheeks aren't old, but first love has been cut,Leaning, wreathed in smoke, she sits until the dawn.””

“I hug my pillow and do not speak a word;In my empty room no sound stirs.Who knows that, all day a-bed,I am not ill and am not even asleep?Turned to jade are the boy’s rosy cheeks;To his sick temples the frost of winter clings….Do not wonder that my body sinks to decay;Though my limbs are old, my heart is older yet.””

“我们希望在天堂飞翔，两只鸟合而为一，在地球上一起成长，一棵树的两个枝干。””