Here is, Down Zhong Nan Mountain, from 300 Tang Poems, by Sun Zhu. Down the blue mountain in the evening, Moonlight was my homeward escort. I saw my path Lie in levels of deep shadow when looking back. I was passing the farmhouse of a friend When his children called from a gate of thorn, And led me twining through jade bamboos,Where green vines caught and held my clothes. And I was glad of a chance to rest, And glad of a chance to drink with my friend. We sang to the tune of the wind in the pines. And we finished our songs as the stars went down, When, I being drunk and my friend, more than happy, Between us, we forgot the world.