Modern Poetry
(of a Buddhist monk or a Taoist priest)roam
云游
Xu Zhimo
Lightly the day you travel far and wide in the air time,
Comfortable, light, and you do not want to stay
In the days of that party or to that angle,
Your pleasure is no block-roaming,
You also inadvertently on the ground in humble
A first class jian shui, though you vivid colors
Dianran in crossing his ethereal,
So that he woke up, hold your shadows.
He holds a dense gloom,
Because the scenery in the United States can not rest;
He wants, you have Flying thousand hills,
To a wider cast a shadow big lakes!
His weight loss for you, that first jian shui,
In the hope of incompetence, hope you fly back!
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