When those red berries come in springtime,
Flushing on your southland branches,
Take home an armful, for my sake,
As a symbol of our love.
Flushing on your southland branches,
Take home an armful, for my sake,
As a symbol of our love.
One-Hearted
About the poet
Wang Wei
699 - 759/ChineseWang Wei (王维) was a Tang Dynasty Chinese poet, musician, painter, and statesman. He was one of the most famous men of arts and letters of his time. His paintings survive only in later copies by other artists, but numerous poems are preserved…
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To Qiwu Qian Bound Home After Failing an Examination.
In a happy reign there should be no hermits;The wise and able should consult together....
Bamboo Adobe
I sit along in the dark bamboo grove,Playing the zither and whistling long.
Peach Blossom Journey
Fishing boat pursue water love hill springBoth banks peach blossom arrive ancient river crossing
Answering Vice-Prefect Zhang
As the years go by, give me but peace,Freedom from ten thousand matters.
A View of the Han River
With its three southern branches reaching the Chu border,And its nine streams touching the gateway of Jing,
