Endless Longing Li Bai I long for one in all at royal capital.

The autumn cricket wails beside the golden rails.

Light frost mingled with dew, my mat looks cold in hue.

My lonely lamp burns dull, of longing I would die; Rolling up screens to view the moon, in vain I sigh.

My flowerlike Beauty is high up as clouds in the sky.

Above, the boundless heaven spreads its canopy screen; Below, the endless river rolls its billows green.

My soul can't fly over sky so vast nor streams so wide; In dreams I can't go through mountain pass to her side.

We are so far apart; the longing breaks my heart.