Bai Juyi

(772–846 / Taiyuan, Shanxi)

Bai Juyi Poems

41. Rain At Night 3/21/2012
42. Rain On Autumn Night 3/21/2012
43. Reading Laozi 8/9/2012
44. Reading Laozi 8/9/2012
45. Regret For Peony Flowers 8/9/2012
46. Regret For Red Peonies 8/9/2012
47. Remembering Golden Bells 3/21/2012
48. Remembering South Of The River 8/9/2012
49. Resignation 8/9/2012
50. Returning Late On The Road From Pingquan On A Winter's Day 8/9/2012
51. Returning Late On The Road From Pingquan On A Winter's Day 8/9/2012
52. Sleeping On A Night Of Autumn Rain 8/9/2012
53. Sleeping On Horseback 8/9/2012
54. Song Of Sunset On The River 8/9/2012
55. Song Of The Guitar. 1/1/2004
56. Song Of The Palace 8/9/2012
57. Song Of Unending Sorrow. 1/1/2004
58. Spring Sleep 8/9/2012
59. Spring Visit 3/21/2012
60. Staying At Bamboo 8/9/2012
61. The Almond Blossoms Of Chao Village 3/21/2012
62. The Beginning Of Summer 8/9/2012
63. The Bloom Is Not A Bloom 8/9/2012
64. The Chrysanthemums In The Eastern Garden 8/9/2012
65. The Cranes 8/9/2012
66. The Dragon Of The Black Pool 3/21/2012
67. The Dwarves Of Tao-Chou 3/21/2012
68. The Grain Tribute 3/21/2012
69. The Grand Houses At Lo-Yang 8/9/2012
70. The North Window: Bamboo And Rock 3/21/2012
71. The Old Man With The Broken Arm 3/21/2012
72. The Philosopher 3/21/2012
73. The Poem On The Wall 8/9/2012
74. The Red Cockatoo 3/21/2012
75. The Spring River 8/9/2012
76. Thinking Of The Past 8/9/2012
77. To My Brothers & Sisters Adrift In Troubled Times This Poem Of The Moon. 1/1/2004
78. Visiting The Hsi-Lin Temple 3/21/2012
79. Watching The Reapers 8/9/2012
80. Winter Night 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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A Song Of The Palace.

Her tears are spent, but no dreams come.
She can hear the others singing through the night.
She has lost his love. Alone with her beauty,
She leans till dawn on her incense-pillow.

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