In idleness deep
As the Olea blossoms fall
It's a peaceful silent night
In these empty hills
Until surprised by the rising moon
A mountain bird calls
And then the song of spring
Fills the valley
All night long
鳥鳴澗
王維
人閑桂花落
夜靜春山空
月出驚山鳥
時鳴春澗中
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