Before my bed, the moon is shining bright, I think that it is frost upon the ground. I raise my head and look at the bright moon. I lower my head and think of home. Li Bai More Quotes by Li Bai More Quotes From Li Bai Heaven is high, Earth Wide. Bitter between them flies my sorrow. Li Bai sorrowearthheaven Shade and light are different in every valley. Li Bai valleysdifferentlight The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life? Li Bai toildreamworld To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows,We drained a hundred jugs of wine.A splendid night it was . . . .In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed,But at last drunkenness overtook us;And we laid ourselves down on the empty mountain,The earth for pillow, and the great heaven for coverlet Li Bai winenightheaven You ask why I make my home n the mountain forest, Li Bai other-worldshomewater To find pleasure in life, make the most of the spring. Li Bai pleasurespring Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon, Turned to my shadow, and we became three. Li Bai winemoonhands All the birds have flown up and gone; A lonely cloud floats leisurely by. We never tire of looking at each other - Only the mountain and I. Li Bai lonelycloudsbird Forever and forever and forever Li Bai dharma-bumsforever I am asked why I live in the green mountains; I smile but reply not, for my heart is at rest. The flowing waters carry the image of the peach blossoms far, far away; there is an earth, there is a heaven, unknown to men. Li Bai heartwatermen Now let you and me buy wine today! Why say we have not the price? My horse spotted with five flowers, My fur-coat worth a thousand pieces of gold, These I will take out, and call my boy To barter them for sweet wine. And with you twain, let me forget The sorrow of ten thousand ages! Li Bai horseflowersweet The living is a passing traveler; The dead, a man come home. Li Bai passinghomemen The birds have vanished into the sky, and now the last cloud drains away. We sit together, the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains. Li Bai gardenskyclouds Gently I stir a white feather fan, Li Bai augustsummerwind In a universe animated by the interaction of yin (female) and yang (male) energies, the moon was literally yin visible. Indeed, it was the very germ or source of yin, and the sun was its yang counterpart. Li Bai malesenergymoon You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain; I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care. As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown, I have a world apart that is not among men. Li Bai heartspringmen The autumn air is clear, Li Bai autumnmoonnight Growing older, I love only quietness: who need be concerned with the things of this world? Looking back, what better plan than this: returning to the grove. Li Bai growingworldneeds I bow in reverence to the white cloud. Li Bai naturewhiteclouds Bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, Startle the forest and make the heights tremble. Clouds darken beneath the darkness of rain, streams pale with a pallor of mist. The gods of Thunder and Lightning Shatter the whole range. Li Bai rainwinterspring
