Shaking my head, I left the world of red dust,
No longer caring when to be sober, when drunk.
My livelihood–the green grass cloak and the straw hat;
I’m used to wearing frost and braving snow.
When night falls, the wind settles and the fishing line lies idle.
Above and below is the new moon.
For a thousand miles, water and sky are the same color.
Watch the single wild goose appear and disappear!
translated by James J.Y. Liu
4 thoughts on “to the Tune: Happy Events Approaching by Chu Tun-ju”
I love the last two lines of that poem – they inspire me to write haiku.
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