Bai Juyi

(772–846 / Taiyuan, Shanxi)

Bai Juyi Poems

41. The Dragon Of The Black Pool 3/21/2012
42. Staying At Bamboo 8/9/2012
43. The Bloom Is Not A Bloom 8/9/2012
44. Drunk Again 3/21/2012
45. Watching The Reapers 8/9/2012
46. Song Of The Palace 8/9/2012
47. Escorting Candidates To The Examination Hall 8/9/2012
48. The Dwarves Of Tao-Chou 3/21/2012
49. The Almond Blossoms Of Chao Village 3/21/2012
50. On Being Stricken With Paralysis 3/21/2012
51. Rain At Night 3/21/2012
52. Lazy Man's Song 3/21/2012
53. Spring Visit 3/21/2012
54. Rain On Autumn Night 3/21/2012
55. Hearing The Early Oriole 8/9/2012
56. A Visit To Qiantang Lake In Spring 8/9/2012
57. Grass 8/9/2012
58. Spring Sleep 8/9/2012
59. At The End Of Spring 8/9/2012
60. Visiting The Hsi-Lin Temple 3/21/2012
61. A Lament For My Son, Ts'Ui 3/21/2012
62. Golden Bells 3/21/2012
63. To My Brothers & Sisters Adrift In Troubled Times This Poem Of The Moon. 1/1/2004
64. Fishing In The Wei River 8/9/2012
65. Remembering Golden Bells 3/21/2012
66. Enjoying Pine And Bamboo 3/21/2012
67. Night On The West River 3/21/2012
68. Feelings On Watching The Moon 8/9/2012
69. Flower No Flower 3/21/2012
70. A Foresaken Garden 3/21/2012
71. Eating Bamboo Shoots 3/21/2012
72. After Collecting The Autumn Taxes 8/9/2012
73. A Suggestion To My Friend, Liu. 1/1/2004
74. After Passing The Examination 8/9/2012
75. Autumn Thoughts, Sent Far Away 3/21/2012
76. A Song Of The Palace. 1/1/2004
77. Grasses 1/1/2004
78. Song Of The Guitar. 1/1/2004
79. After Lunch 3/21/2012
80. Song Of Unending Sorrow. 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of Bai Juyi

Grasses

Boundless grasses over the plain
Come and go with every season;
Wildfire never quite consumes them --
They are tall once more in the spring wind.
Sweet they press on the old high- road
And reach the crumbling city-gate....
O Prince of Friends, you are gone again....
I hear them sighing after you.

Read the full of Grasses

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.