The Jade Mountain/The Day of No Fire

​

THREE HUNDRED POEMS OF THE

T'ANG DYNASTY

618-906

​

Anonymous

氏名無


THE DAY OF NO FIRE
As the holiday approaches, and grasses are bright after rain,
And the causeway gleams with willows, and wheatfields wave in the wind,
We are thinking of our kinsfolk, far away from us.
O cuckoo, why do you follow us, why do you call us home?


(1, 1a)

This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is available under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 unless otherwise noted. Additional terms may apply for the media files.