Summit Soaring, Distant Vistas Adoring

Summit Soaring, Distant Vistas Adoring

Climbing high on the hill to gaze out to sea,
Six turtles’ bones now frosted, where are the three mountains flowing?
Fu Sang half-broken, white day sinks in light and color.
Silver platforms and golden towers like a dream,
Qin and Han emperors in vain.
Elite guards, exhausted by wood and stone,
Yellow-faced monkeys with nothing to rely on.

You do not see the beauty of the mountain, the lush valleys all turned to ash,
Shepherds’ children come to climb.
Thieves steal precious jade,
Elves can do nothing to stop them.
Poor soldiers and weapons now so weak,
How can one ride the flying dragons in the tripod lake?





Li Bai

Li Bai (701-762), considered one of China’s greatest poets alongside Du Fu, lived during the Tang Dynasty’s golden age of poetry. Known for his vivid imagery and deep emotion, Li Bai’s work spans about 1,000 poems on themes like nature, friendship, and existential reflections. Celebrated for his spontaneous verse and exploration of Taoist ideals, Li Bai’s poetry also deeply admires the natural world and ancient times, often challenging life’s ordinary constraints. His depiction of China’s landscapes combines natural beauty with personal sentiment. Earning the title ‘Poetry Immortal,’ Li Bai’s influential poetry is globally admired for its artistic and philosophical depth.


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