廬山記 4.29

4.29

Guangcheng cherished the divine cauldron; / The Prince of Huainan loved the elixir scripture. / This mountain is endowed with simurghs and cranes; / Ancient times were entirely filled with immortals. / Jasper grass is in splendid glowing bloom; / Jade trees are truly verdant and lush. / Crimson mists trail low below; / White clouds ascend into dark obscurity. / Sitting midway, I look down upon the coiling rainbow; / Prostrating low, I gaze down at shooting stars. / If one does not seek out the extremes of distant marvels, / How can one know what startles ear and eye? / The sun sets over the islets of Changsha; / Layered shade arises for ten thousand leagues. / Pillowed on thoroughwort, I hold many thoughts; / Facing the wind, I silently hold deep feelings. / I am about to learn the seclusion of pines and cypresses, / Ashamed to pursue renown in marketplace and court. / Respectfully receiving the end of your bright chants, / In prostrate thought I entrust myself to your trailing banners.