聽蜀僧濬彈琴 On Hearing Jun the Buddhist Monk from Shu Play his Lute

李白 Li Bai

绿
The monk from Shu with his green silk lute-case,
西
Walking west down Omei Mountain,
Has brought me by one touch of the strings
The breath of pines in a thousand valleys.
I hear him in the cleansing brook,
I hear him in the icy bells;
And I feel no change though the mountain darken
And cloudy autumn heaps the sky.

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