[Chinese Poems] Reading buddhist classics with Zhao in the morning
I clean my teeth in water drawn from a cold well;And while I brush my clothes, I purify my mind...
[Chinese Poems] On meeting my friend Feng Zhu in the capital
Out of the east you visit me,With the rain of Baling still on your clothes...
[Chinese Poems] A poem to a taoist hermit Chuanjiao mountain
Palace has grown cold today;And I suddenly think of my mountain friend...
[Chinese Poems] Setting sail on the Yangzi to secretary Yuan
Wistful, away from my friends and kin,Through mist and fog I float and float...
[Chinese Poems] Entertaining literary men in my official residence on a rainy day
Outside are insignia, shown in state;But here are sweet incense-clouds, quietly ours...