I take a bottle of wine and I go to drink it among the flowers.
We are always three - counting my shadow and my friend the shimmering
moon.
Happily the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never
thirsty.
When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence.
When I dance, my shadow dances too.
After all festivities the guests must depart;This sadness I do not know.
For wherever I go, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows me.
-- Li Pi, 755 AD, Chang An