Here you will find the Poem Remembering the Springs at Chih-chou of poet Li Po
Peach-tree flowers over rising waters. White drowned stones, then free again. Wistaria-blossom on quivering branches. Clear blue sky. The waxing moon. How many tight-coiled scrolls of bracken, On green tracks where I once walked? When I?m back from exile in Yeh-lang, There I?ll transmute my bones to gold.
