酬张少府
王维
晚年惟好静， 万事不关心。
自顾无长策， 空知返旧林。
松风吹解带， 山月照弹琴。
君问穷通理， 渔歌入浦深。
ANSWERING VICE-PREFECT ZHANG
Wang Wei
As the years go by, give me but peace,
Freedom from ten thousand matters.
I ask myself and always answer:
What can be better than coming home?
A wind from the pine-trees blows my sash,
And my lute is bright with the mountain moon.
You ask me about good and evil fortune?....
Hark, on the lake there's a fisherman singing!
