斜光照墟落， 穷巷牛羊归。

野老念牧童， 倚杖候荆扉。

雉雊麦苗秀， 蚕眠桑叶稀。

田夫荷锄立， 相见语依依。

即此羡闲逸， 怅然吟式微。

A FARM-HOUSE ON THE WEI RIVER

Wang Wei

 In the slant of the sun on the country-side,

Cattle and sheep trail home along the lane;

And a rugged old man in a thatch door

Leans on a staff and thinks of his son, the herdboy.

There are whirring pheasants? full wheat-ears,

Silk-worms asleep, pared mulberry-leaves.

And the farmers, returning with hoes on their shoulders,

Hail one another familiarly.

…No wonder I long for the simple life

And am sighing the old song, Oh, to go Back Again!

西施咏

王维

艳色天下重，西施宁久微。

朝为越溪女，暮作吴宫妃。

贱日岂殊众，贵来方悟稀。

邀人傅脂粉，不自著罗衣。

君宠益娇态，君怜无是非。

当时浣纱伴，莫得同车归。

持谢邻家子，效颦安可希。

THE BEAUTIFUL XI SHI

Wang Wei

Since beauty is honoured all over the Empire,

How could Xi Shi remain humbly at home? --

Washing clothes at dawn by a southern lake --

And that evening a great lady in a palace of the north:

Lowly one day, no different from the others,

The next day exalted, everyone praising her.

No more would her own hands powder her face

Or arrange on her shoulders a silken robe.

And the more the King loved her, the lovelier she looked,

Blinding him away from wisdom.

…Girls who had once washed silk beside her

Were kept at a distance from her chariot.

And none of the girls in her neighbours’ houses

By pursing their brows could copy her beauty.

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