Thanks Dream, please come back!
I'd like to report that the cherry tree is beginning to drop her petals.
Not many, but one or two, here and there. Soon it will look like snow underneath. This cherry is not a bright pink... this morning in the gray dawn it looked pale, silvery and barely pink at all. Gee I ought to take a photo. :wink:
More Poems by Li Po... I'm finding more poems of Spring written by Li Po than his friend, Du Fu. This one (1) is from a set of three called:
Drinking Alone in the Moonlight
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A cup of wine, under the flowering trees;
I drink alone, for no friend is near.
Raising my cup I beckon the bright moon,
For he, with my shadow, will make three men.
The moon, alas, is no drinker of wine;
Listless, my shadow creeps about at my side.
Yet with the moon as friend and the shadow as slave
I must make merry before the Spring is spent.
To the songs I sing the moon flickers her beams;
In the dance I weave my shadow tangles and breaks.
While we were sober, three shared the fun;
Now we are drunk, each goes his way.
May we long share our odd, inanimate feast,
And meet at last on the Cloudy River of the sky.(i)
(i) The Milky Way
Quote:to grasp the whole correct meaning of several lines of sentences almost at a glance
PS -- Thanks, Satt, for the explanation. The ideograms sound fascinating: to explain a lot in one or two ideograms makes me think it could provide someone else with a truer version of one's thoughts. Less words, more mental pictures. Very interesting.