廬山記 4.133

4.133

Against the cliff, white clouds still linger; / In the forest, red leaves have just begun to fall. / Autumn light leads me to leisurely stroll, / Not knowing whether I have gone near or far. / At dusk I take lodging at the numinous cave; / Lying down, I feel worldly schemes extinguished. / The desire for fame and profit already forgotten, / Dreams of marketplaces and courts are also ended. / Even a temporary visit is like this; / How much more so a lifelong seclusion! / With what do I cure my midnight hunger? / A single spoonful of mica powder.