04-19-2022, 02:19 PM
My friend lives high on East Mountain.
His nature is to love the hills and gorges.
In green spring he sleeps in empty woodland,
Still there when the noon sun brightens.
Pine-tree winds to dust his hair.
Rock-filled streams to cleanse his senses.
Free of all sound and stress,
Resting on a wedge of cloud and mist.
题元丹丘山居
李白
故人栖东山,自爱丘壑美。
青春卧空林,白日犹不起。
松风清襟袖,石潭洗心耳。
羡君无纷喧,高枕碧霞里。
His nature is to love the hills and gorges.
In green spring he sleeps in empty woodland,
Still there when the noon sun brightens.
Pine-tree winds to dust his hair.
Rock-filled streams to cleanse his senses.
Free of all sound and stress,
Resting on a wedge of cloud and mist.
题元丹丘山居
李白
故人栖东山,自爱丘壑美。
青春卧空林,白日犹不起。
松风清襟袖,石潭洗心耳。
羡君无纷喧,高枕碧霞里。