Larnent of a Fair Lady Raindrops on Lotus LeavesYang Wanlitranslated by Xu YuanchongI nap at noon in a leaflike boat beneath lotusflowers;Their fragrance spreads over mist-veiled West Lake.I hear my boat's roof beaten by sudden showers,And startled,I awake.I find on lotus leaves leap drops of ra...

Peonies Cut DownZhang Xiantranslated by Xu YuanchongThe green plain extends far and wide, The azure sky hangs over waterside.The endless river flows with ripples purified.On willowy lanes there's no man in sight;The willow falls down without shadow in flight.People come back,drowned in slanting...

Pure Serene Musicby Xin Qijitranslated by Xu YuanchongThe thatched roof slants low,Beside the brook green grasses grow.Who talks with drunken Southern voice to please?White-haired man and wife at their ease.East of the brook their eldest son is hoeing weeds;Their second son now makes a cage fo...

German professor Mourad Alami reads a book in the library of Hainan College of Foreign Studies in Wenchang, south China's Hainan Province, Sept. 14, 2023. (Xinhua/Zhou Huimin)HAIKOU, Oct. 3 (Xinhua) -- On Mourad Alami's office desk are two bilingual books, "The Legend of the White Snake...

Mount Lu Viewed from Xunyang at Duskby Meng Haorantranslated by Xu YuanchongFor miles and miles I sail and float; high famed mountains are hard to seek.By riverside I moor my boat, then I perceive the Censer Peak.Knowing the hermit's life and way. I love his solitary dell.His hermitage not far a...

I want to show you a regrettable love story about how the happy days of a good marriage are short and easy to pass, and about how bitter the years of loneliness and grief for his late wife are. The tear-soaked midnight dream was turned into a famous piece of writing passed down through the ages.The...

Partridges in the Sky Where Is Spring?by Xin Qijitranslated by Xu YuanchongThe tender twigs begin to spout along the lane;The silkworm's eggs of my east neighbor have come out.The yellow calves grazing fine grass bawl on the plain;At sunset in the cold forest crows fly about.The mountains...

Farewell to Uncle Yun,The lmperial Librarian,at Xie Tiao's Pavilion in Xuanzhouby Li Baitranslated by Xu YuanchongWhat left me yesterday Can be retained no more;What troubles me today Is the times for which I feel sore.In autumn wind for miles and miles the wild geese fly.Let's drink, in fac...