To Tu Fu from Shantung
Read 'To Tu Fu from Shantung' by 'Li Po' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
To Tu Fu from Shantung by Li Po
You ask how I spend my time--
I nestle against a treetrunk
and listen to autumn winds
in the pines all night and day.
Shantung wine can't get me drunk.
The local poets bore me.
My thoughts remain with you,
like the Wen River, endlessly flowing.
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