韦应物

　　寄全椒山中道士

　　今朝郡斋冷， 忽念山中客；

　　涧底束荆薪， 归来煮白石。

　　欲持一瓢酒， 远慰风雨夕；

　　落叶满空山， 何处寻行迹。

　　Five-character-ancient-verse

　　Wei Yingwu

　　A POEM TO A TAOIST HERMIT

　　CHUANJIAO MOUNTAIN

　　My office has grown cold today；

　　And I suddenly think of my mountain friend

　　Gathering firewood down in the valley

　　Or boiling white stones for potatoes in his hut……

　　I wish I might take him a cup of wine

　　To cheer him through the evening storm；

　　But in fallen leaves that have heaped the bare slopes,

　　How should I ever find his footprints！