《桃花欲经夏》 寒山
桃花欲经夏，风月催不待。
访觅汉时人，能无一个在。
朝朝花迁落，岁岁人移改。
今日扬尘处，昔时为大海。
Burial
Han Shan
Peach blossoms yearn for a summer's life,
Shivering before a slight breeze, paling
In each descent of the moon. Of all the ancients,
Not one wakes when a bough stirs.
Leaves of my book curl, and the edges brown
In the fire that livens my mother's ashes.
When I stumble my feet raise dust
Where once the greenest sea rolled.