A bright moon rising above Tian Shan Mountain, <br />Lost in a vast ocean of clouds. <br />The long wind, across thousands upon thousands of miles, <br />Blows past the Jade-gate Pass. <br />The army of Han has gone down the Baiteng Road, <br />As the barbarian hordes probe at Qinghai Bay. <br />It is known that from the battlefield <br />Few ever live to return. <br />Men at Garrison look on the border scene, <br />Home thoughts deepen sorrow on their faces. <br />In the towered chambers tonight, <br />Ceaseless are the women's sighs.<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moon-over-mountain-pass/
