There’s a simple reason for living without surplus–
once you start writing you feel unconcerned.
A clean sheet of paper every day made whole
only so old words may be continuously transformed.
- #BaiJuyi
Sent to Yīn Xiélü: On Our Many Old Haunts in Jiangnan Five years of carefree days we passed together, in one day they disappeared like floating clouds. My companions in the zither, poetry, and wine, I left them all behind. In times of snow, the moon, and flowers, what I remember most is you. How many times did we hear roosters usher in the daylight? And riding on horseback, we chanted “The Red Skirt.” Wu Niang’s song of the pattering evening rain… I haven't heard it since I left Jiangnan. Bái Jūyì Tang dynasty 白居易 唐 寄殷協律 多敘江南舊遊 五歲優遊同過日 一朝消散似浮雲 琴詩酒伴皆拋我 雪月花時最憶君 幾度聽雞歌白日 亦曾騎馬詠紅裙 吳娘暮雨蕭蕭曲 自別江南更不聞
"I wish we could be trees deep in the mountains,
touching, twining limb around limb."
Poems: allpoetry.com/Bai-JuYi
✒️ #BaiJuYi, Chinese poet, musician, and politician, was #BOTD 1 March 772 AD. #Poetry #Literature
There’s a simple reason for living without surplus
Once you start writing you feel unconcerned
- #BaiJuyi
At The End of Spring by Bai Juyi ▫ May this season end is greatly as the beginning of summer. (link below) 😊🙏 #AtTheEndOfSpring #BaiJuyi #BaiJuyiPoetry #BaiJuyiPoem #EndOfSpring #SpringsEnd #SpringIsEnding #Poet #Poets #Poetry
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