廬山記 4.82

4.82

Beneath Purple Dawn Peak was the immortal of the Thatched Cottage; / for a thousand years, in vain remains the stone chime hanging. / White vapor rises at night: a dragon is in the waters; / blue clouds break in autumn: a crane returns to heaven. / The shadow of the bamboo chamber claims the moon in the central courtyard; / sounds at the pine balustrade come from the spring halfway up the cliff. / Tomorrow I shall again sigh over the floating world; / throughout the mountain, dreams merely linger as before.