Plum rain halts, river's still, sails fall
Isle's near, smoke's clear, wild **** soughs
By the dock, fishermen sing an old tune
I am home, far from Land of Shu
A dream, a song, two scores fly by
In a monk's thatched hut, I hear
the rain impinges upon the earth
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
Plum rain halts, river's still, sails fall
Isle's near, smoke's clear, wild **** soughs
By the dock, fishermen sing an old tune
I am home, far from Land of Shu
A dream, a song, two scores fly by
In a monk's thatched hut, I hear
the rain impinges upon the earth
A tribute to Du Fu (712-770), one of the greatest Chinese poets lived in the Tang Dynasty. Due to the An Lushan Rebellion, he lived in exile for the second half of his life. This poem is anything but reality: he died on his way to Tan Zhou, thousands of miles away from his home, Chang' an
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