Zhang Ji

Zhang Ji

张继

Zhang Ji (张继, ca. 715–779) was a distinguished poet and official of the Mid-Tang Dynasty. While he attained the prestigious Jinshi degree and served in various administrative roles, his enduring legacy in world literature rests primarily on a single, transcendent masterpiece that has captivated readers across East Asia for centuries.

He is immortalized for "A Night Mooring by Maple Bridge" (枫桥夜泊), a poem revered for its perfect synthesis of sound, color, and emotion. By weaving together the imagery of a frost-filled sky, the lonely glow of fishing fires, and the distant, echoing bell of Hanshan Temple, Zhang Ji captured a Vibe of profound solitude that resonates as much today as it did twelve hundred years ago. His work is characterized by a refined clarity and a rare ability to transform a fleeting moment of travel-weariness into a timeless spiritual reflection.

At CN-Poetry, we explore the atmospheric world of Zhang Ji through nuanced English translations. Experience the "Vibe" of a Tang midnight—where the chime of a temple bell bridges the gap between the earthly and the eternal. Discover the legacy of this master of mood within our digital archives.

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Representative Works

A Night-mooring Near Maple Bridge ( 枫桥夜泊 )

Written by the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji (张继), "A Night Mooring by Maple Bridge" (枫桥夜泊) is arguably the …

While I watch the moon go down, a crow caws through the frost;

Under the shadows of maple-trees a fisherman moves with his torch;

And I hear, from beyond Suzhou, from the temple on Cold Mountain,

Ringing for me, here in my boat, the midnight bell.

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The song of a wife ( 节妇吟 )

Zhang Ji's Jie Fu Yin (节妇吟)—also circulated under the simpler title Song of a Wife—opens with a direct, unflinching …

You know i have husband but still send me diamond,

i know what you think,so i inlaid it in my red dress.

I live in the royal courtyard,my husband is a guard.

I know what you think,but i still play the songs for him.

Now return your diamond tearfully,sorry,the handsome boy,

i'm so regretful that i haven't met you before i married him.

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Thinking of a Friend Lost in the Tibetan War ( 没蕃故人 )

Zhang Ji's Mo Fan Gu Ren (没蕃故人)—translated as Thinking of a Friend Lost in the Tibetan War—commences with a brutal,…

Last year you went with your troops to Tibet;

And when your men had vanished beyond the citywall,

News was cut off between the two worlds

As between the living and the dead.

No one has come upon a faithful horse guarding

A crumpled tent or torn flag, or any trace of you.

If only I knew, I might serve you in the temple,

Instead of these tears toward the far sky.

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