From Qin Country to the Buddhist Priest Yuan, Meng Haoran
Meng Haoran From Qin Country to the Buddhist Priest
Yuan
How
gladly I would seek a mountain If I had enough means to live as a recluse! For I turn at last from serving the State
To the Eastern Woods Temple and to you, my master. ...Like ashes of gold in a cinnamon-flame, My youthful desires
have been burnt with the years- And tonight in the chilling sunset-wind A cicada, singing, weighs on my heart.