“Now I am sitting alone. I listen, but cannot hear my grooms and servants move or speak. I think much of old days: how hand in hand, composing poems as we went, we walked down twisting paths to the banks of clear streams.”

Original: 此時獨坐。童僕靜默。每思曩昔。携手賦詩。步仄徑。臨清流也。 — Wang Wei’s letter evokes the quiet solitude of reclusion and the shared poetic companionship of earlier days. · Letter to Pei Di, from the mountains (Chinese)

• Friendship
• Memory
• Solitude