王禹偁·《村行》英译

马穿山径菊初黄，信马悠悠野兴长。

万壑有声含晚籁，数峰无语立斜阳。

棠梨叶落胭脂色，荞麦花开白雪香。

何事吟余忽惆怅？村桥原树似吾乡。

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Journeying to the Village

Wang Yü-ch’eng

My horse threads the mountain path as chrysanthemums begin to yellow;

Aimlessly, leisurely, I ride—my wandering mood unrestrained.

To noises from ten thousand ravines mingle with the sound of dusk;

Mountain peaks stand silent as I linger in the slanting sun.

Leaves of crab apple and pear trees drop their deep rouge color;

Field buckwheat flowering shed a snow-white fragrance.

How could I have, after humming this song, suddenly grown dispirited?

Hamlet and bridge, plain and trees—all look like my native village.