丹气临暘谷。
Which rises slowly from behind the mound.
翳翳结繁云，
When hanging clouds begin to move and run,
森森散雨足。
The rain comes rushing to the arid ground.
轻风摧劲草，
The gentle breezes crush the stalwart grass;
凝霜辣高木。
The frost has made trees quiver in the breeze.
密叶日夜疏，
Luxuriant leaves begin to fall en masse;
丛林森如束。
The forest stands at last with barren trees.
畴昔叹时迟，
When I was young, I said the days were slow;
晚节悲年促。
Now I am old, I say the days are short.
岁暮怀百忧，
My aging years have worried me with woe;
将从季主卜。
I'll follow Jizhu, leaving in consort.