Classic poem of the day
One weapon I would keep
From the world's scrapheap
Of longbows and swords,
Of bayonets and guns—
One weapon for my soul's defense.
Leave me the sword of truth,
Swift and sharp and strong
To pierce the subtle lie
In militant word and song—
One weapon for this land's defense.
Throw all else on the scrapheap.
Only one weapon let us keep.
One weapon I would keep
From the world's scrapheap
Of longbows and swor......
Member poem of the day
Farewell to a Lofty Monk
Liu Changqing (709-785)
A lofty cloud has met a common crane,
But how to live together in this land?
Don’t stay out here, though filled with fertile hills,
So many know this place, like grains of sand.
| Chinese 送上人 劉長卿 |
