过香积寺

王维

不知香积寺， 数里入云峰。

古木无人径， 深山何处钟。

泉声咽危石， 日色冷青松。

薄暮空潭曲， 安禅制毒龙。

TOWARD THE TEMPLE OF HEAPED FRAGRANCE¹

Wang Wei

Not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance,

Under miles of mountain-cloud I have wandered

Through ancient woods without a human track;

But now on the height I hear a bell.

A rillet sings over winding² rocks,

The sun is tempered by green pines....

And at twilight³, close to an emptying pool,

Thought can conquer the Passion-Dragon.