孟郊诗
Poems of Meng Jiao
Index
喜雨
Joyful Rain
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朝见一片云 暮成千里雨 凄清湿高枝 散漫沾荒土 |
This morning I saw a single sheet of cloud. By evening, rain for leagues around. Cool and pure, dripping from high branches. Everywhere overflowing, soaking the desolate dust. |
-- 孟郊
废话
I'll just sit here and let you enjoy this one. Although, since you're here, I'll point out that this poem simply is what it is, without any second facet or literary allusion. Perhaps his long practice of Chan Buddhism is displacing his cultural ideology, making his poetry pure.