Bai Juyi

(772–846 / Taiyuan, Shanxi)

Bai Juyi Poems

1. In Early Summer Lodging In A Temple To Enjoy The Moonlight 8/9/2012
2. Poems In Depression, At Wei Village 8/9/2012
3. The Spring River 8/9/2012
4. Thinking Of The Past 8/9/2012
5. Reading Laozi 8/9/2012
6. Reading Laozi 8/9/2012
7. Song Of The Palace 8/9/2012
8. On The Lake (2) 8/9/2012
9. Returning Late On The Road From Pingquan On A Winter's Day 8/9/2012
10. Returning Late On The Road From Pingquan On A Winter's Day 8/9/2012
11. Winter Night 8/9/2012
12. Regret For Red Peonies 8/9/2012
13. Resignation 8/9/2012
14. Sleeping On Horseback 8/9/2012
15. Losing A Slave Girl 8/9/2012
16. The Grain Tribute 3/21/2012
17. The Philosopher 3/21/2012
18. Rain 8/9/2012
19. The Poem On The Wall 8/9/2012
20. On The Lake (1) 8/9/2012
21. Peach Blossom At Dalin Temple 8/9/2012
22. Lodging With The Old Man Of The Stream 8/9/2012
23. The Grand Houses At Lo-Yang 8/9/2012
24. The Red Cockatoo 3/21/2012
25. The Old Man With The Broken Arm 3/21/2012
26. The Chrysanthemums In The Eastern Garden 8/9/2012
27. Planting Bamboos 8/9/2012
28. The Cranes 8/9/2012
29. Remembering South Of The River 8/9/2012
30. The Beginning Of Summer 8/9/2012
31. On His Baldness 8/9/2012
32. Regret For Peony Flowers 8/9/2012
33. Song Of Sunset On The River 8/9/2012
34. Sleeping On A Night Of Autumn Rain 8/9/2012
35. An Invitation To Mr Liu 8/9/2012
36. Illness And Idleness 8/9/2012
37. Kept Waiting! 3/21/2012
38. Visiting The Hsi-Lin Temple 3/21/2012
39. Autumn Cold 8/9/2012
40. Night Snow 8/9/2012

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Best Poem of Bai Juyi

Song Of Unending Sorrow.

China's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire,
Was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding,
Till a little child of the Yang clan, hardly even grown,
Bred in an inner chamber, with no one knowing her,
But with graces granted by heaven and not to be concealed,
At last one day was chosen for the imperial household.
If she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells,
And the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing.
...It was early spring. They bathed her in the FlowerPure Pool,
Which warmed and ...

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Song Of The Guitar.

In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturit

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