Tao Chien Poems
- Idle Living Though life is brief, feeling is ...
- Drinking Wine I made my home amidst this human bustle, Yet I...
- Ninth Day, Ninth Month Slowly autumn comes to an ...
- Returning To Live In The South... When young, I'd not ...
- Returning To The Old Homestead My home was formerly at ...
- Reading The Classic Of Hills A... In the summer grass and...
- Returning To Live In The South... I sow my beans below the ...
Tao Qian ( T'ao Ch'ien, 365–427), better known as Tao Yuanming ,was a Chinese poet. Born in modern Jiujiang, Jiangxi, he was one of the most influential pre-Tang Dynasty (618-907) Chinese poets.
He came from a notable family which had descended into poverty; when young, he was torn between ambition and a desire to retreat into solitude. His great-grandfather was the famous Eastern Jin ... more »
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Though life is brief, feeling is everlasting;
That is why man wants to live long.
The sun and moon follow the stars.
The whole world loves this name.
The dew is cold, and the warm wind drops;
The air is penetrating, the day bright.
The departing swallow leaves no shadow;
The returning wild goose brings a lingering cry.
Wine can wash away a hundred woes,
And chrysanthemums set a pattern for old age.
Why should I, a hermit,
Gaze vacantly at the change of seasons?
The ministers are ashamed of their empty grain jars.
The autumn chrysanthemums are alone in ...