Who is Tu Fu
Du Fu (Chinese: 杜甫; Wade–Giles: Tu Fu; 712–770) was a Chinese poet and politician of the Tang dynasty. Along with his elder contemporary and friend Li Bai (Li Po), he is frequently called the greatest of the Chinese poets. His greatest ambition was to serve his country as a successful civil servant, but he proved unable to make the necessary accommodations. His life, like the whole country, was devastated by the An Lushan Rebellion of 755, and his last 15 years were a time of almost constant unrest.Although initially he was little-known to other writers, his works came to be hugely influential in both Chinese and Japanese literary culture. Of his poetic writing, nearly fifteen hundred poems have been preserved over the ages. He has been called the "Poet-Historian" and t...
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Tu Fu Poems
- On A Prospect Of T'ai-shan
How is one to describe this king of mountains? Throught the whole of Ch'i and
Lu one never loses sight of its greenness. In it the Creator has concentrated
all that is numinous and beautiful. Its northern and southern slopes divide the
dawn from the dark. The layered clouds begin at the climber's heaving chest, ... - Overnight At The Riverside Tower
Evening colors linger on mountain paths.
Out beyond this study perched over River Gate,
At the cliff's edge, frail clouds stay
All night. Among waves, a lone, shuddering ... - Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed. ... - Ballad Of The Army Carts
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, each
with a bow and arrows at his waist. Their fathers, mothers, wives, and children
run along beside them to see them off. The Hsien-yang Bridge cannot be seen for
dust. They pluck at the men's clothes, stamp their feet, or stand in the way ... - Spring Night In The Imperial Chancellery
Evening falls on palace walls shaded by flowering trees, with cry of birds
flying past on their way to roost. The stars quiver as they look down on the
myriad doors of the palace, and the moon's light increases as she moves into
the ninefold sky. Unable to sleep, I seem to hear the sound of the bronze-clad ...
Top 10 most used topics by Tu Fu
White 6 River 6 Moon 6 Light 5 Spring 5 Away 5 Dark 5 Long 4 Sky 4 Remember 4Tu Fu Quotes
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Theimportanceol: "to take a few well-known types: shakespeare = r4d4h3s4 heine = r3d3h4s3 shelley = r 1 d 4 h 1 s 4 poe = r3d4hjs4 li po = rxdgh^ tu fu = r3d3h2s4 su tungp’o = r3d2h4s3 these are no more than a few impromptu suggestions." - lin yutangPoemakontsa: somewhere in the 1980s american poets grew obsessed with chinese poets of the tang dinasty (700s ad), - li po, tu fu, etc - great, timeless poetry, it is true. nonetheless, the nostalgia... i wonder what our nostalgias will look like...
Theimportanceol: "then i throw over a rope and we are towed along and i begin to sing the lines of tu fu: “the green makes me feel tender toward the peaks, and the red tells me there are oranges.” and we break out in joyous laughter. ah, is this not happiness?" - lin yutang
Hollyyyevansss: tu m’as mis fu*ked-up
Sudhirpv: harati nimēṣātkālaḥ sarvam । “his dancing girls are yellow dust. their painted cheeks have crumbled away. his gold chariots and courtiers are gone. only a stone horse is left of his glory.” —tu fu, tr. by kenneth rexroth
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