[ 唐] 柳宗元　許淵沖

Under western cliff a fisherman passes the night;

At dawn he makes bamboo fire to boil water clean.

Mist clears off at sunrise but theres no man in sight;

Only the fishermans song turns hill and rill green.

He goes down mid-stream and turns to look on the sky.

What does he see but clouds freely wafting on high.

漁翁夜傍西巖宿，曉汲清湘燃楚竹。

煙銷日出不見人，欸乃一聲山水綠。

回看天際下中流，巖上無心云相逐。