Poetry is one of my greatest passions, and I memorized poems before I learned how to read and write. The first poem I learned by heart from my parents was a poem written over one thousand years ago in China by a one of the country’s most famous poets, Li Bai (701-762).
Here is the poem in Chinese:
Here’s my translation (co-translated with C.L. Jiang) of the poem into English:
“Night Thoughts” by Li Bai
Before my bed I see moonlight so white
I think it is frost on the ground.
I raise my head to look at the moon so bright
I bow my head, yearning for my hometown.