夏日山居

　　魚(yú)玄機(jī)

　　移得仙居此地來(lái)，花叢自遍不曾栽。

　　庭前亞樹(shù)張衣桁，坐上新泉泛酒杯。

　　軒檻暗傳深竹徑，綺羅長(zhǎng)擁亂書(shū)堆。

　　閑乘畫(huà)舫吟明月，信任輕風(fēng)吹卻回。

　　Summer Days in the Mountains

　　Yu Xuanji

　　Ever since I move here

　　to live the way immortals do,

　　clusters of flowers abound all around,

　　so planting is something I’ve never done.

　　The bushes in the yard

　　make hangers for my clothes;

　　the fresh spring by my sitting place

　　is a flowing cup of wine.

　　The balustrade fades into a path

　　through the deep bamboo;

　　my silken dress is surrounded

　　by books in disarray.

　　Leisurely boarding a pleasure boat,

　　I sing poems to the moon,

　　Trusting in the gentle breeze

　　to blow me back to home.

　　(Bannie Chow, Thomas Cleary 譯)

　　Living in the Summer Mountains

　　Yü Hsüan-chi

　　I have moved to this home of Immortals.

　　Wild shrubs bloom everywhere.

　　In the front garden, trees

　　Spread their branches for clothes racks.

　　I sit on a mat and float wine cups

　　In the cool spring.

　　Beyond the window railing

　　A hidden path leads away

　　Into the dense bamboo grove.

　　In a gauze dress

　　I read among my disordered

　　Piles of books.

　　I take a leisurely ride

　　In the painted boat,

　　And chant poems to the moon.

　　I drift at ease, for I know

　　The soft wind will blow me home.

　　(Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung 譯)

　　Living in the Mountains in Summer

　　Yu Xuanji

　　I’ve moved and now I live up here

　　where gods could make their homes

　　the shrubs and thickets mix and bloom –

　　nobody had to plant them

　　the little tree in the courtyard

　　is where I hang my laundry

　　all the wine I can drink

　　from this mountain spring I sit by

　　my winds and my hallways

　　go deep through the bamboo trail

　　I use my silky clothes

　　to wrap up heaps of scattered books

　　rowing out idly in my decorated boat

　　chanting poems to the radiant moon

　　and the light breeze blows and blows –

　　I can trust it to bring me back.

　　(David Young and Jiann I. Lin 譯)