寄全椒山中道士 韋應物

寄全椒山中道士

今朝郡齋冷， 忽念山中客;

澗底束荊薪， 歸來煮白石。

欲持一瓢酒， 遠慰風雨夕;

落葉滿空山， 何處尋行跡。

Wei Yingwu

A POEM TO A TAOIST HERMIT

CHUANJIAO MOUNTAIN

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!