韦应物: 寄全椒山中道士/ wei yingwu: a poem to a taoist hermit chuanjiao mountain

寄全椒山中道士

韦应物

今朝郡斋冷， 忽念山中客。

涧底束荆薪， 归来煮白石。

欲持一瓢酒， 远慰风雨夕。

落叶满空山， 何处寻行迹。

　

a poem to a taoist hermit chuanjiao mountain

wei yingwu

my office has grown cold today;

and i suddenly think of my mountain friend

gathering firewood down in the valley

or boiling white stones for potatoes in his hut….

i wish i might take him a cup of wine

to cheer him through the evening storm;

but in fallen leaves that have heaped the bare slopes,

how should i ever find his footprints!