Xinzheng (新郑) - Age 1
Modern Zhengzhou, Henan
A childhood steeped in Confucian classics and the dream of serving the emperor.
Born into a lineage of lower-ranking officials and scholars, young Bai Juyi was steeped in Confucian classics. His father and grandfather taught him the profound moral duty of serving the people and the emperor.
To elevate the emperor to the heights of Yao and Shun, and restore purity to the customs of the people.
致君尧舜上,再使风俗淳。 (Zhì jūn yáo shùn shàng, zài shǐ fēng sú chún.)
Fuli (符离) - Age 13
Modern Suzhou City, Anhui
Studying until his mouth bled and elbows calloused in a war-torn refugee town.
Fleeing war, teenage Bai Juyi settled in rural Fuli. He studied with such obsession that his elbows grew calloused. There, he fell deeply in love with Xiangling, a romance ultimately doomed by strict class barriers.
Even wild fires cannot burn it entirely; when the spring breeze blows, it will rise again.
野火烧不尽,春风吹又生。 (Yě huǒ shāo bù jìn, chūn fēng chuī yòu shēng.)
Chang'an (帝都长安) - Age 29
Imperial Capital Chang'an (Modern Xi'an)
Stunning the literary giants and penning the ultimate epic of imperial tragedy.
Upon arriving in the expensive capital, established masters mocked him, but his poetry instantly silenced them. Serving as a rural sheriff at age 35, he composed 'The Song of Everlasting Sorrow', immortalizing the tragic love of the late Emperor.
In heaven we shall be birds flying side by side; on earth, we shall be trees with branches entwined.
在天愿作比翼鸟,在地愿为连理枝。 (Zài tiān yuàn zuò bǐ yì niǎo, zài dì yuàn wéi lián lǐ zhī.)
Chang'an Court (长安宫廷) - Age 36
The Inner Imperial Court
Risking his life to expose the darkest imperial truths through poetry.
Serving as Imperial Advisor, Bai Juyi fiercely criticized the Emperor and corrupt officials to their faces. He wrote 'The Charcoal Seller' and other scathing poems exposing the exploitation of peasants, infuriating the powerful.
I sing only of the afflictions of the people, praying that the Emperor might know their suffering.
唯歌生民病,愿得天子知。 (Wéi gē shēng mín bìng, yuàn dé tiān zǐ zhī.)
Jiujiang (江州) - Age 44
Modern Jiujiang, Jiangxi
Two outcasts finding profound solace on a freezing, autumn river.
Exiled and grieving his mother, he stood on the cold banks of Xunyang River. There, he heard a melancholic lute played by a washed-up courtesan from Chang'an. Recognizing their shared brokenness, he wept and wrote 'The Pipa Song'.
Both of us are fallen outcasts at the end of the world; why must we have known each other to find kinship upon meeting?
同是天涯沦落人,相逢何必曾相识! (Tóng shì tiān yá lún luò rén, xiāng féng hé bì céng xiāng shí!)
Zhongzhou (忠州) - Age 47
Modern Zhongxian, Chongqing
Healing a broken heart by planting flowers on a barren eastern slope.
Assigned to an impoverished mountain region, he refused despair. He led locals to clear the barren eastern slope (Dongpo), planting flowers and orchards. He named himself the 'Resident of Dongpo'—a resilient identity that centuries later would inspire Su Shi.
Taking my coins to buy flowering trees, I plant them upon the eastern slope of the city.
持钱买花树,城东坡上栽。 (Chí qián mǎi huā shù, chéng dōng pō shàng zāi.)
Hangzhou (杭州) - Age 51
Hangzhou (The Venice of the East)
Transforming youthful outrage into a massive causeway that fed a million farmers.
As Governor of Hangzhou, he stopped fighting unwinnable political wars and focused on engineering. He dredged wells and built a massive causeway across West Lake, irrigating thousands of acres of farmland.
I can never walk enough along the eastern shore, beneath the green willows of the white sand causeway.
最爱湖东行不足,绿杨阴里白沙堤。 (Zuì ài hú dōng xíng bù zú, lǜ yáng yīn lǐ bái shā dī.)
Luoyang (洛阳) - Age 58
Modern Luoyang, Henan
Walking away from the crumbling empire's power struggles to live as a transcendent hermit.
Seeing through the bloody factional politics of the late Tang, he declined high office and retired to Xiangshan Temple in Luoyang. Donating his wealth to the poor, he spent his twilight years drinking wine and trading poems with old friends, finding ultimate inner freedom.
How open and free is Bai Letian; let us not speak of it, for within my heart I am fully content.
达哉达哉白乐天,漫说向人意自得。 (Dá zāi dá zāi Bái Lètiān, màn shuō xiàng rén yì zì dé.)