جبل تشونغنان (وانغ وي)

جبل تشونغنان (وانغ وي)

The Great Hermit's Peak draws near the capital's sky,

Chain-linked mountains reach the sea's far rim.

White clouds, looked back upon, close and drift together;

Blue mists, viewed up close, dissolve and disappear.

The central peak marks where the heavens' zones divide,

In shadow or sunlight, each valley wears its own face.

I would seek lodging where men have their homes,

So across the water I call to a woodcutter.