BY TU FU
Autumn comes,We meet each other.You still whirl about as a thistledown in the wind.Your Elixir of Immortality is not yet perfectedAnd, remembering Ko Hung, you are ashamed.You drink a great deal,You sing wild songs,Your days pass in emptiness.Your nature is a spreading fire,It is swift and strenuous.But what does all this bravery amount to?
Autumn comes,We meet each other.You still whirl about as a thistledown in the wind.Your Elixir of Immortality is not yet perfectedAnd, remembering Ko Hung, you are ashamed.You drink a great deal,You sing wild songs,Your days pass in emptiness.Your nature is a spreading fire,It is swift and strenuous.But what does all this bravery amount to?
Autumn comes,We meet each other.You still whirl about as a thistledown in the wind.Your Elixir of Immortality is not yet perfectedAnd, remembering Ko Hung, you are ashamed.You drink a great deal,You sing wild songs,Your days pass in emptiness.Your nature is a spreading fire,It is swift and strenuous.But what does all this bravery amount to?
Autumn comes,
We meet each other.
You still whirl about as a thistledown in the wind.
Your Elixir of Immortality is not yet perfected
And, remembering Ko Hung, you are ashamed.
You drink a great deal,
You sing wild songs,
Your days pass in emptiness.
Your nature is a spreading fire,
It is swift and strenuous.
But what does all this bravery amount to?