過香積寺
不知香積寺, 數(shù)里入云峰。
古木無人徑, 深山何處鐘。
泉聲咽危石, 日色冷青松。
薄暮空潭曲, 安禪制毒龍。
Wang Wei
TOWARD THE TEMPLE OF HEAPED FRAGRANCE
Not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance,
Under miles of mountain-cloud I have wandered
Through ancient woods without a human track;
But now on the height I hear a bell.
A rillet sings over winding rocks,
The sun is tempered by green pines....
And at twilight, close to an emptying pool,
Thought can conquer the Passion-Dragon.