Passing the Ridge
过 岭
How could I bear journeys to and fro for seven years!
Again I taste sweet water in the Crooked Stream,
七年来往我何堪! 又试曹溪一勺甘。
With drunken eyes I see the Southern land appears;
My exile by the seaside seems but like a dream.
梦里似曾迁海外， 醉中不觉到江南。
Waves roaring in the gully can still wash my feet;
Mist dripping like green drops moistens a wayfarer’s frock
波生濯足鸣空涧, 雾绕征衣滴翠岚。
As I pass by, a pheasant startled flies so fleet
That flowers fall in showers over half the rock.
谁遣山鸡忽惊起， 半岩花雨落毵毵。