Translation


Letter to Song Yuansi

The mist and smoke have cleared, the mountains and sky share the same hue. Drifting along the current, we move freely east and west. From Fuyang to Tonglu, a distance of about a hundred miles, the landscape is extraordinary, unique in the world.

As Autumn Unfolds

In yonder chair, thou sit'st, gazing through pane, where light in fleeting dance does gently flow.

Ode to the Ai Shan Pavilion

My dearest father just turned sixty years old. He has left all worldly concerns behind and built a residence in the shade of Mengtang Mountain to dwell in. He spends his days wandering among the mountains, eventually constructing a pavilion on the northern ridge.