And here's a poem by Du Fu, one of the Tang dynasty poets.
"Alone at the tavern, I am shut in with loneliness and grief.
Under the cold lamp, I think about the past.
I am kept awake by a lost wild goose.
Roused at dawn from a vague dream,
I read a year late news from home.
I remember the moon like smoke on the river,
and a fisher boat moored there under my door."