At a Banquet in the House of the Taoist Priest Mei (清明日宴梅道士房) --- By Wang Wei

[Illoed]

In my bed among the woods, grieving that spring must end,
I lifted up the curtain on a pathway of flowers,
And a flashing bluebird bade me come
To the dwelling-place of the Red Pine Genie.
...What a flame for his golden crucible –
Peach-trees magical with buds ! –
And for holding boyhood in his face,
The rosy-flowing wine of clouds!

林卧愁春尽，开轩览物华。
忽逢青鸟使，邀入赤松家。
丹灶初开火，仙桃正发花。
童颜若可驻，何惜醉流霞！