6 SUSTech images with Tang poems about springtime looks
| 02/13/2017

On February 11, Chinese people were celebrating Lantern Festival worldwide, marking the end of the Lunar New Year festivities.

In a letter to Chinese President Xi Jinping, U.S. President Donald Trump wished the Chinese people a happy Lantern Festival.  


Photo by XINHUA News Agency

The Lantern Festival now belongs to China and also the world. Here, SUSTechers, would like to share the blessing through the best campus shots together with the classic Tang poems.

A Plum’s Early Blossoms

By Liu Zongyuan

Tall plum flower trees bloom early,

Blossoms embroider the blue sky.


A Song in Slow Time

From Folk Songs in Han Dynasty

Green the mallow in the garden,

Waiting for sunlight to dry the morning dew;

Bright spring diffuses virtue,

Adding fresh luster to all living things.

Yet I dread the coming of autumn

When leaves turn yellow and the flowers fade.

A hundred streams flow eastwards to the ocean,

Nevermore to turn west again;

And one who mis-spends his youth In old age will grieve in vain.

A Fisherman’s Song

By Zhang Zhihe

In front of western hills white egrets fly up and down Over peach-mirrored stream,

where perches are full grown.

In a broad-brimmed blue hat And green straw cloak,

I’d fain go fishing careless of the slanting wind and rain.


A Spring Day

By Zhu Xi

Translated by Xu Yuanzhong

I seek for spring by riverside on a fine day,

O what refreshing sight does the boundless view bring?

I find the face of vernal wind in easy way:

Myriads of reds and violets reveal only spring.


Love Seeds

By Wang Wei

Translated by W. J. B. Fletcher

The red bean grows in southern lands.

With spring its slender tendrils twine.

Gather for me some more, I pray.

Of fond remembrance ‘tis the sign.


Spring Outing On Qiantang Lake

By Bai Juyi

Several early warblers seek the very high level of trees,

Swallows build nests from mouthfuls of mud.


Bamboo Mile Lodge

By Wang Wei

Alone I sit in dark bamboo,

Strumming the lute,

Whistling away;

Deep woods that no one knows,

Where a bright moon comes to shine on.