I was stubborn by nature and addicted to perfect lines, <br />fought to the death to find words that startle. <br />Now in old age my poems flow out freely, the way <br />flowers and birds forget deep sorrow in spring. <br /> <br />A new water pavilion has been built for fishing with a rod. <br />I choose to use a bamboo raft instead of a boat. <br />If only my thoughts were guided by poets Tao and Xie,1 <br />we'd travel and together write poems.<br /><br />Du Fu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-short-poem-written-at-the-moment-when-a-rising-river-looked-like-a-rolling-ocean/
