Watching the Waterfall at Lu Mountain

 

Sunlight steams off purple mist from Incense Peak.

Far off, the waterfall is a long hanging river

flying straight down three thousand feet

like the milky river of stars pouring from heaven.

 

 

 

 

Li Bai

Translation by Tony Barnstone, Willis Barnstone, and Chou Ping

 

 

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