Xu Yuanchong
The mast with stretched ropes stands sighing in the air, The punter soundly sleeps by the white-crested waves You should repose your trust in these hemp ropes, howe' er:
Weak as seem, can stand a strong wind which raves When can [ come back to my hometown?
I m at a loss Beyond countless blue hills waves rise into the As cakes are sold in a small boat we come across, We are glad to find there is & village nearby Abed, I see the moon shine far and wide;
Icall the wind and it fills half the sail.
Let us go round the village by the waterside.
How can we in our life encounter nO adverse In the previous year the poet had been assigned to the post of governor of Dingzhou in the far northeast_ This year an Order came for his exile to the region of Guangzhou; oce more his enemies were in power a court.
He left Dingzhou, visited his brother on the way, and passed Nanjing or the Yangzi River when his boat was detained by adverse winds in the Gorge of the Kind Lake, # tributary of the Yangzi River;
Three poems OUt of five are chosen for this collection.
they they sky:
setting Rising;
gale?