The Jade Mountain/On Meeting My Friend Fêng Chu in the Capital
ON MEETING MY FRIEND FÊNG CHU
IN THE CAPITAL
IN THE CAPITAL
Out of the east you visit me,With the rain of Pa-ling still on your clothes,I ask you what you have come here for;You say: "To buy an ax for cutting wood in the mountains.". . . Hidden deep in a haze of blossom,Swallow fledglings chirp at easeAs they did when we parted, a year ago. . . .How grey our temples have grown since then!