It is "Mountain Stone" by Han Yu, a writer of the Tang Dynasty.
"Mountain and Stone"
Tang Dynasty: Han Yu
The path of the mountains and rocks is indeed small, and bats fly to the temple at dusk.
When I sit on the steps in the hall, the fresh rain has fallen, and the banana leaves are big and the gardenias are fat.
The monk said that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient wall are good, and what you see is rare if you use fire to illuminate them.
Making the bed, whisking the mat, and setting out soup and rice, the sparse rice is enough to satisfy my hunger.
Lying quietly in the middle of the night, hundreds of insects are gone, and the clear moon comes out of the ridge and the light enters the door.
There is no way to go alone in the morning, and there is no way to go in and out.
The mountains are red and green, the streams are brilliant, and there are dozens of pine trees all around.
When the water flows, I step on the rocks with my bare feet, and the sound of the water stirs up the wind and blows my clothes.
If life is so enjoyable, why should we limit ourselves to others?
Well, the second and third sons of our party will never return home until they are old.
Translation;
The mountains and rocks are steep and steep, the mountain roads are as narrow as sheep intestines, and bats fly through the dusk to come to this temple. Climbing up the temple steps and sitting on the steps, it has just rained. After the rain, the banana branches are thick and the leaves are big, and the gardenia is even fatter and stronger. The monk told me that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient wall were so majestic that they were difficult to see clearly even if I used a torch to look after them.
I made a bed and prepared rice and soup. Although the food was rough, it was enough to satisfy my hunger. The night is quiet and easy to sleep, the insects have stopped noising, the bright moon has climbed up the mountain, and the clear light shines through the doors and windows. I left alone at dawn, unable to discern the direction of the road. Going in and out of the mist, I groped up and down and stumbled.
The mountain flowers are bright red, the stream water is green, shiny and colorful, and pine and oak trees are often seen, which are thick and green. When I encounter a stream, I step on the rocks with my bare feet. The sound of the water stirs up the wind and lifts my clothes. If you can live like this in this world, you should also be able to enjoy yourself. Why should you be restrained, like being put on the reins of a horse? Alas, how could my few friends who share the same love with each other reach old age and not return to their hometown?
Extended information:
Writing background:
The writing time of "Mountain and Stone" was written in July of the seventeenth year of Zhenyuan (801) by Emperor Dezong of Tang Dynasty, when Han Yu left Xuzhou On the way to Luoyang. At that time, the author visited Huilin Temple in the north of Luoyang, and his companions were Li Jingxing, Hou Xi, and Yuchifen.
This poem may seem ordinary, but it actually has high artistic achievements. The outstanding feature is the skillful use of the technique of "painting and copying" in Fu style. The so-called "exquisite prose" of fu style is not to narrate things in general, but to describe things vividly and vigorously in the process of narration, depicting scenes and expressing emotions, so that the objects can be fully reflected. Achieve the artistic effect of tossing and turning hair.
In the process of narration, Zhong Xinghui describes things vividly and vigorously, depicts scenes and expresses emotions, so that the objects can be fully realized, achieving the artistic effect of going back and forth. This is the case with the poem "Mountain Stone".
This poem opens up a new field for traditional travel poems. It draws on the characteristics of landscape travel notes and narrates the travel story layer by layer in the order of the itinerary. However, it is not as boring as keeping a running account, and its expression method is clever. Although this poem is written layer by layer, it has still been strictly selected and carefully refined.
The outstanding feature of this poem is that the poet is good at capturing the different light sensations, different humidity and different tones of different scenery at a specific time and in a specific weather. Because he is not writing about ordinary morning scenes, but about morning scenes after rain in the mountains. However, the poet is filled with sincere feelings in these unremarkable things, describing the wonderful sceneries, thus generating infinite poetry.