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.