韩愈： 山石/ Han Yu： MOUNTAIN-STONES

韩愈: 山石/ han yu: mountain-stones
山石
韩愈
山石荦确行径微， 黄昏到寺蝙蝠飞。
升堂坐阶新雨足， 芭蕉叶大栀子肥。
僧言古壁佛画好， 以火来照所见稀。
铺床拂席置羹饭， 疏粝亦足饱我饥。
夜深静卧百虫绝， 清月出岭光入扉。
天明独去无道路， 出入高下穷烟霏。
山红涧碧纷烂漫， 时见松枥皆十围。
当流赤足蹋涧石， 水声激激风吹衣。
人生如此自可乐， 岂必局束为人鞿？
嗟哉吾党二三子， 安得至老不更归？
mountain-stones

han yu
rough were the mountain-stones, and the path very narrow;
and when i reached the temple, bats were in the dusk.
i climbed to the hall, sat on the steps, and drank the rain- washed air
among the round gardenia-pods and huge bananaleaves.
on the old wall, said the priest, were buddhas finely painted,
and he brought a light and showed me, and i called them wonderful
he spread the bed, dusted the mats, and made my supper ready,
and, though the food was coarse, it satisfied my hunger.
at midnight, while i lay there not hearing even an insect,
the mountain moon with her pure light entered my door....
at dawn i left the mountain and, alone, lost my way:
in and out, up and down, while a heavy mist
made brook and mountain green and purple, brightening everything.

i am passing sometimes pines and oaks, which ten men could not girdle,
i am treading pebbles barefoot in swift-running water --
its ripples purify my ear, while a soft wind blows my garments....
these are the things which, in themselves, make life happy.
why should we be hemmed about and hampered with people?
o chosen pupils, far behind me in my own country,
what if i spent my old age here and never went back home?