Chanting on Mountain in the East
Author: Bai Li(AD701-AD762, Tang Dynasty)
Translator: Lei Fan 2017 in Chicago
I bring an pretty escort to the mountain in the east,
Mourning for nobleman An Xie who is buried there.
The pretty lady next to me is delicate and charming like a flower,
An’s ladies are now cold and lonely dusts covered by the weeds.
It has been three hundred years since An dreamed about the white rooster,
Today I pour the wine in front of him, so we can toast and have fun together.
Let me show off my new dance I learned from Qin Hai when inebriated,
Let the wind of fall blows my purple hat off my head.
You had your glorious time hundred years ago,
Now I have mine.
Standing in front of the river of time, nothing left for a surprise.
Image Courtesy: 清·苏六朋《东山报捷图》