“On Mirror Lake outspread for miles and miles,
The lotus lilies in full blossom teem.
In fifth moon Xi Shi gathers them with smiles,
Watchers o'erwhelm the bank of Yuoye Stream.
Her boat turns back without waiting moonrise
To royal house amid amorous sighs.”

— Li Bai

Ballads Of Four Seasons: Summer (子夜四时歌夏歌)

Original

镜湖三百里，菡萏发荷花。五月西施采，人看隘若耶。回舟不待月，归去越王家。

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Chinese poet of the Tang dynasty poetry period 701–762

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