荒涂横古今。
岩穴无结构，
I come to plots of unreclaimed wild land. While there are no dwellings but the cave,
丘中有鸣琴。
白雪停阴冈，
Flute music in the hills is deep and grave. On the northern slope is heaped white snow;
丹葩曜阳林。
石泉漱琼瑶，
On the southern slope red flowers grow. The fountain water rinses pebbles day and night;
纤鳞或浮沉。
非必丝与竹，
Small fish swim up and down, right and left. Instead of stringed and woodwind strains elsewhere,
山水有清音。
何事待啸歌，
The hills and rills resound without compare. Instead of songs and music high and low,
灌木自悲吟。
秋菊兼糌粮，
The mountain forests play the tunes of woe. Chrysanthemums will serve as tasteful food;
幽兰间重襟。
躊躇足力烦，
Marsh orchids will be nosegay in the wood. Since I’m tired of worldly tear and wear,
聊欲投吾簪。
I’d better leave this vile vanity fair.