Blue-green Landscape

落日蒼天色　 寒山啼鳥聲　 蕭蕭紅葉下　 冉冉白雲生　 獨往情無極　 高秋老益清　 因看明月出　 偶訪道人行 Setting sunlight darkens Heaven’s color; Cold mountains, sounds of singing birds. Sighing, soughing, red leaves tumble; Curling, rising, white clouds emerge. Alone I go forth, feelings without limit: Autumns seem still purer as I grow old. And now I see the bright moon rising— This is the time to visit a man of the Way.