"Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon, Turned to my shadow, and we became three."

"You ask for what reason I stay on the green mountain, I smile, but do not answer, my heart is at leisure. Peach blossom is carried far off by flowing water, Apart, I have heaven and earth in the human…"

"Lazily waving my white-feathered fan, Baring my chest in the green of the glen."

"The monkeys scream on both banks—it’s unbearable!"

"The world is like a great empty dream. Why should one toil away one's life?"