Twenty-Four Poems · Compromise
Tang Dynasty Sikong Tu
Climb to Taihang, where the greenery surrounds the sheep's intestines.
Flowing jade and lingering fragrance of flowers.
Strength is to time, sound is to Qiang.
It seems like the past has gone back, like a bandit hiding in a dark place.
The water swirls and the wind soars.
The Tao is not its own instrument, it is round and square with it.
Purpose: Redemption: Mutual firmness and solemnity