In My Lodge at Wang Chuan,(After a Long Rain.) (积雨辋川庄作) - by Wang Wei

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The woods have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke
As rice is cooked on faggots and carried to the fields;
Over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret,
And mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees....
I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morningglories,
To eat split dewy sunflower-seeds under a bough of pine,
To yield the post of honour to any boor at all....
Why should I frighten sea gulls, even with a thought?


积雨空林烟火迟，蒸藜炊黍饷东菑。
漠漠水田飞白鹭，阴阴夏木啭黄鹂。
山中习静观朝槿，松下清斋折露葵。
野老与人争席罢，海鸥何事更相疑？