Passing Through Heaped Fragrance Temple
- Wang Wei
I know not where
Is the Heaped Fragrance Temple;
It may be several miles inside the cloud pinnacles.
Among the ancient trees no human paths are there;
In the hills deep from where are tolls of the bell coming?
Over the rocks precarious, come sounds of the spring bubbling;
Covering the cold pines green the sunbeams a-fading.
In the mist beyond the empty gorge winding,
I sit in quiet, deep meditation
To subdue the Dragon of Temptation.
(2020.11.13)
《過香積寺》 唐•王維
不知香積寺, 數里入雲峰。
古木無人徑, 深山何處鐘。
泉聲咽危石, 日色冷青松。
薄暮空潭曲, 安禪制毒龍。
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