Dousing clean a thousand old cares, sticking it out through a hundred pots of wine, a hood night needing the best of conversation, a brilliant moon that will not let us …show more content…
At last the poem “Climbing T‘ai-po‘s Peak“ will be analyzed in regards of Li Bai‘s quest for immortality.
To the west I ascend the peak of Grand White - In dusky sunlight finish with my scrambling and climbing. Grand White grants to me a colloquy, And for my sake opens up the Barriers of Heaven! I will mount the cooling wind and be gone - Breaking straight out through the floating clouds. Lifting my hand, I may draw near the moon, Proceeding onwards, as if there is no mountain now! Once parted and gone away from Wu-kung, What time would I come back here again? (Kroll, 1986) IX