Here you will find the Poem From Autumn Thoughts, Poem 1 of poet Du Fu
Jade frost bites the maple trees and Wu Mountain and Wu Gorge breathe out dark fear as river waves rise up to the sky and dark wind-clouds touch ground by a frontier fortress. The chrysanthemums have twice bloomed tears of other days, When I moor my lonely boat my heart longs for my old garden. The need for winter clothes hurries scissors and bamboo rulers. White Emperor City looms over the rushed sound of clothes beaten at dusk.
