Kuan Han-Ch’ing

Idle Wandering

Idle Wandering

Idle Wandering go where my mind will sit when my heart’s still drink when I’m thirsty and sing when I’m drunk when hard times come I find a pile of grass and sleep the days and months are long the world is vast and idleness is happiness toss off the vintage wine use up the raw laug... »

This autumn scene’s worth words paint

This autumn scene’s worth words paint

This autumn scene’s worth words paint this autumn scene’s worth words paint red leaves fill up the mountain stream the path through the pines is set just so chrysanthemums glow gold around the eastern hedge I raise this very proper goblet, drain the dregs the commoner who offers you the ... »