The Jade Mountain
And the rapid wind below our hearing;Mountain-ranges, toward the east,Appear to be curving and flowing like rivers;Far green locust-trees line broad roadsToward clustered palaces and mansions;Colours of autumn, out of the west,Enter advancing through the city;And northward there lie, in five graveyards,Calm forever under dewy green grass,Those who know life's final meaningWhich all humankind must learn.. . . Henceforth I put my official hat aside.To find the Eternal Way is the only happiness.
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A SONG OF RUNNING-HORSE RIVER
In Farewell to General Fêng of the Western Expedition
Look how swift to the snowy sea races Running-Horse River!—And sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven.This Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower,And valleys, like peck measures, fill with the broken bouldersThat downward, headlong, follow the wind.. . . In spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump;West of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather.O General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!Keep your iron armour on all night long,
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