"I wake with the moon on my pillow—it’s frost, I suppose."

"The birds have vanished into the sky and now the last cloud drains away. We sit together the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains."

"Flying waters descending straight three thousand feet, Till I think the Milky Way has tumbled from the ninth height of Heaven."

"I could have been a great immortal, but I loved wine too much."

"When the hunter sets traps only for rabbits, tigers and dragons are left uncaught."