移家虽带郭,野径入桑麻。
近种篱边菊,秋来未著花。
扣门无犬吠,欲去问西家。
报道山中去,归来每日斜。
To find you, moved beyond the city,
A wide path led me, by mulberry and hemp,
To a new-set hedge of chrysanthemums –
Not yet blooming although autumn had come.
...I knocked; no answer, not even a dog.
I waited to ask your western neighbour;
But he told me that daily you climb the mountain,
Never returning until sunset.