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Asking The Way To Cold Mountain

Hanshan (Tang) Men ask the way to Cold Mountain Cold Mountain: there's no through trail. In summer, ice doesn't melt The rising sun blurs in swirling fog. How did I make it? My heart's not the same as yours. If your heart was like mine You'd get it and be right here.

Rén Wèn Hánshān Dào

Hánshān (Táng) Rén wèn Hánshān dào, Hánshān lù bùtōng. Xiàtiān bīng wèi shì, Rìchū wù ménglóng. Sì wǒ héyóu jiè? Xìng jūn xīn bùtóng. Jūn xīn ruò sì wǒ, Hāi dédào qízhōng.

Translator:

Gary Snyder 史耐德

Notes: Gary Snyder, Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems, Shoemaker & Hoard 2004

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