Solitary mountains following a fresh rain,
The weather's a late arriving autumn.
A stunning moon shines among the pines,
While a clear spring runs over the rocks.
Bamboos rustle as girls return from baths,
Lotuses sway under our fishing boat.
Free to linger in the spring perfume,
A prince could abandon himself.
Wang Wei (700-761)
山居秋暝
空山新雨後，
天氣晚來秋。
明月松間照，
清泉石上流。
竹喧歸浣女，
蓮動下漁舟。
隨意春芳歇，
王孫自可留。
王維（公元700─761）
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