宿业师山房待丁大不至-Waiting in Vain for Ding the Eldest When Lodging in BuddhistPriest Ye’s Mountain Hut
宿业师山房待丁大不至
孟浩然
夕阳度西岭，群壑倏已暝。
松月生夜凉，风泉满清听。
樵人归欲尽，烟鸟栖初定。
之子期宿来，孤琴候萝径。
Waiting in Vain for Ding the Eldest When Lodging in
BuddhistPriest Ye’s Mountain Hut
Meng Haoran
The setting sun has passed the west summit；
Countless valleys grow dark in a minute.
The moon showers night chill among the pine trees；
The winds’ and springs’ groans are heard ne’er to cease.
Nearly all woodmen are on their way home；
Birds have found their perches in misty gloom.
To come and lodge I’ve made with him a date；
On the vine pathway， with a Qin I’ll wait.