A View Of The Han River

Wang Wei

With its three southern branches reaching the Chu border,
And its nine streams touching the gateway of Jing,
This river runs beyond heaven and earth,
Where the colour of mountains both is and is not.
The dwellings of men seem floating along
On ripples of the distant sky --
These beautiful days here in Xiangyang
Make drunken my old mountain heart! 

Next 10 Poems

• Wang Wei : An Early Audience At The Palace Of Light. ( Harmonizing A Poem For Secretary Jia Zhi. )
• Wang Wei : An Evening In The Mountains
• Wang Wei : Answering Vice-prefect Zhang
• Wang Wei : At The Lake Pavilion
• Wang Wei : Bamboo Adobe
• Wang Wei : Birds Calling In The Ravine
• Wang Wei : Bound Home To Mount Song
• Wang Wei : Deer Enclosure
• Wang Wei : Duckweed Pond
• Wang Wei : Farewell

Previous 10 Poems

• Wang Wei : A Study
• Wang Wei : A Song Of Peach-blossom River
• Wang Wei : A Song Of An Autumn Night.
• Wang Wei : A Song Of A Girl From Loyang
• Wang Wei : A Song At Weicheng.
• Wang Wei : A Message To Commissioner Li At Zizhou
• Wang Wei : A Message From My Lodge At Wangchuan To Pei Di
• Wang Wei : A Green Stream.
• Wang Wei : A Farmhouse On The Wei River
• Henry Vaughan : They Are All Gone Into The World Of Light