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300 Tang Poems / Endless Longing: No. 1
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Endless Longing: No. 1

李白 · Tang dynasty

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Original poem · Pinyin
长cháng相xiāng思sī,
在zài长cháng安ān。
络luò纬wěi秋qiū啼tí金jīn井jǐng阑lán,
微wēi霜shuāng凄qī凄qī簟diàn色sè寒hán。
孤gū灯dēng不bù明míng思sī欲yù绝jué,
卷juǎn帷wéi望wàng月yuè空kōng长cháng叹tàn。
美měi人rén如rú花huā隔gé云yún端duān。
上shàng有yǒu青qīng冥míng之zhī长cháng天tiān,
下xià有yǒu渌lù水shuǐ之zhī波bō澜lán。
天tiān长cháng路lù远yuǎn魂hún飞fēi苦kǔ,
梦mèng魂hún不bú到dào关guān山shān难nán。
长cháng相xiāng思sī,
摧cuī心xīn肝gān。

English translation

Long, long is my longing — and it is in Chang'an.

The cricket cries in autumn by the golden well-rail; the thin frost is cold, the color of the mat is cold.

The lonely lamp burns dim, my longing is near despair; I roll up the curtain, gaze at the moon, and sigh in vain.

The fair one is like a flower, beyond the clouds.

Above is the vast blue of the high sky; below, the ripples of the clear water.

Heaven is long, the road far, my soul flies in bitterness; my dreaming soul cannot win through — the passes and hills are hard.

Long, long is my longing — it breaks my heart and liver.

Meaning

Day and night I long for him; the one I long for is in Chang'an.

In the autumn night the cricket sings by the well rail; thin frost has soaked the bamboo mat, so clear and cold.

At night my longing soul would break; a lonely lamp keeps me company, dim and dark. I roll up the blind and look at the bright moon, and sigh in vain to the moon alone.

Beauty fair as flower and jade — she seems parted from me beyond the clouds!

Above there is the vast sky, dim and boundless; below there are clear waters rolling up waves ten thousand fathoms high.

Heaven is long and earth is far, the journey by day and night is full of hardship; even the dreaming soul can hardly fly over these ranges of mountains and passes.

Day and night I long for him; the grief of longing severs my heart.

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This poem, "Endless Longing," the first of its set, is generally dated to after Li Bai was "granted gold and sent back to the mountains"; it is probably a work in which he recalled his past feelings in contemplation after having been elbowed out of Chang'an.

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