Never has there been a rope long enough to slow down the sun,
Water flows, clouds pass, endless lamentations.
When I try to buy the sea from the goddess,
All that remains is a cup of spring dew cool as ice.
– Li Shangyin, “Visiting the Mountain”
從來系日乏長繩，水去雲回恨不勝。
欲就麻姑買滄海，一杯春露冷如冰。
—李商隱《謁山》