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Poems describing the changeable weather.

Spring Thoughts

Author: Li Bai

your grasses up north are as blue as jade, our mulberries here curve green-threaded branches.

and at last you think of returning home, now when my heart is almost broken.

breeze of the spring, since I dare not know you, why part the silk curtains by my bed??

two for the road

Author: Du Fu

on the third day of the Third-month in the freshening weather, many beauties take the air by the Changan waterfront.

receptive, aloof, sweet-mannered, sincere, with soft fine skin and well-balanced bone.

their embroidered silk robes in the spring sun are gleaming, with a mass of golden peacocks and silver unicorns.

and hanging far down from their temples, are blue leaves of delicate kingfisher feathers.

and following behind them, the beads press the waist [and] steadily weigh the body.

some of them are kindred to the Royal House, the titled Princesses Guo and Qin.

red camel-humps are brought them from jade broilers, the disc of crystal moves in plain scales.

rhinoceros has been tired for a long time, and the finely wrought phoenix carving-knife is very little used.

fleet horses from the Yellow Gate, stirring no dust, bring precious dishes constantly from the imperial kitchen.

while a solemn sound of flutes and drums invokes gods and spirits, the guest should follow the miscellaneous list and be practical.

and finally, riding slow, a dignified horseman, dismounts at the pavilion on an embroidered rug.

in a snow of flying willow-cotton whitening the duckweed, bluebirds find their way with vermilion handkerchiefs.

A Dream of Spring

Author: Du Fu

though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.

where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.

after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more.

moxibustion hands are extremely hot, be wary of the Premier, watch for his frown.