It didn't sink in till just now how very different poetry is percieved in China than here. In China it's very official and everybody does it. Here, only a few people write poetry, and it's never usually about something like the new vase you just bought.
"Account of a Visit to Pine River" is extremely sad. First he's talking about all the fun he had at this place with these people and then later, not only are the people gone, so is the place.