王维

言入黄花川， 每逐青溪水;

随山将万转， 趣途无百里。

声喧乱石中， 色静深松里;

漾漾泛菱荇， 澄澄映葭苇。

我心素已闲， 清川澹如此。

请留盘石上， 垂钓将已矣!

A GREEN STREAM

Wang Wei

I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers,

Borne by the channel of a green stream,

Rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains

On a journey of less than thirty miles....

Rapids hum over heaped rocks;

But where light grows dim in the thick pines,

The surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns

And weeds are lush along the banks.

...Down in my heart I have always been as pure

As this limpid water is....

Oh, to remain on a broad flat rock

And to cast a fishing-line forever!