A lonely swan from the sea flies,
To alight on puddles it does not deign.
Nesting in the poplar of pearls
It spies and questions green birds twain:
"Don't you fear the threat of slings,
Perched on top of branches so high?
Nice clothes invite pointing fingers,
High climbers god's good will defy.
Bird-hunters will crave me in vain,
For I roam the limitless sky."

五言古詩
張九齡
感遇其一

孤鴻海上來， 池潢不敢顧；
側見雙翠鳥， 巢在三珠樹。
矯矯珍木巔， 得無金丸懼？
美服患人指， 高明逼神惡。
今我遊冥冥， 弋者何所慕？