Mei Yuan poems
Mei Yuan(1716 - 1798)
Rain Passes
- by Mei Yuan 41
Rain passes, washing the face of the mountain.Clouds come, the mountain's in a dream.
Clouds and rain come and go as they please.
Only the mountain, forever green, remains.
Delirium (joking at illness)
- by Mei Yuan 27
I don't want to come, yet suddenly I'm here;I don't want to leave, yet suddenly I'm gone.
Don't know where I've come from. or gone from, either.
In this there is, of course, True News.
Since heaven can't speak, I'll have to pass it on.
Just wait for old Master Chaos to come back to life.
If I search for myself, I'll certainly find me.