The Jade Mountain/A Farewell to a Friend

by Li Bai

A FAREWELL TO A FRIEND

With a blue line of mountains north of the wall,And east of the city a white curve of water,Here you must leave me and drift awayLike a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles. . . .I shall think of you in a floating cloud;So in the sunset think of me.. . . We wave our hands to say good-bye,And my horse is neighing again and again.