廣弘明集 29.19

29.19

脂車𥞊駟。薄暮來遊。入界道而遼朗。息祇樹而淹留。惟基構之所處。實顯敞而高居。延曾軒之迢遞。屬廣廡之踟蹰。差繡栭而反宇。列緹柱而承隅。爾乃陟飛階於峻岐。登步櫩於絕頂。既中天而昇降。亦攀雲而遊騁。宇陰陰而恬曠。階肅肅而虛靜。朗華鍾之妙音。曜光燈之清影。其房則開窓木末。浮柱山叢。引含光之澄月。納自遠之輕風。因明兮目極。憑逈兮望通。平原兮無際。連山兮不窮。識生煙於岫裏。眄列樹於巖中。樹凌危而秀色。煙出遠而浮空。情超遙於原野。心放曠於簾籠。夜悠悠而何其。露穰穰而漸落。翫一葉之流螢。聆九野之鳴鶴。盥泉兮藉芳杜。入谷兮佩滋蘭。靜嘯兮疏煩想。獨往兮恣遊盤。信一枝之易息。豈萬物之能干。就薄帷而安寢。迺高枕而星闌。

I greased the carriage and spurred the four-horse team, coming to roam at dusk. Entering the boundary road, it opened broad and clear; resting beneath the Jetavana trees, I lingered long. Looking at the site of the foundation, it was indeed open, spacious, and placed high. Extending tiered verandas far into the distance, connecting wide galleries that pace leisurely about. Jagged embroidered brackets supported curved eaves; lined vermilion columns bore the corners. Thereupon I ascended flying stairs on steep trails and climbed covered walkways to the highest crest. Rising and descending midway to heaven, I clutched the clouds to roam and gallop. The buildings were shady, peaceful, and vast; the steps were solemn, hollow, and still. The wondrous sound of the magnificent bell rang bright; the pure shadows of radiant lamps shone forth. As for the chambers, their windows opened at the treetops, their pillars floating amidst mountain groves. Drawing in the clear moon holding light, admitting gentle breezes from afar. Relying on the brightness, my eyes reached the farthest limit; leaning upon the height, my view opened wide. The flat plains were boundless; the linked mountains were endless. I discerned the arising of smoke within the ravines, and gazed upon rows of trees among the crags. The trees reached perilous heights in lush beauty; smoke came from afar, floating into the void. My feelings drifted far over the open plains; my mind ranged free within the curtains. The night was deep—how far had it gone? The dew was heavy and gradually fell. I enjoyed a firefly drifting on a single leaf, and listened to cranes crying across the nine wilds. Washing in the spring and reclining on fragrant pollia, entering the valley and wearing luxuriant orchids, I whistled softly to dispel troubled thoughts, and went off alone to wander at will. Truly a single branch is easy to rest upon—how could the myriad things disturb it? Approaching the thin curtain, I slept peacefully, and lay on a high pillow till the stars faded.