雪晴晚望

贾岛

倚杖望晴雪，溪云几万重。

樵人归白屋，寒日下危峰。

野火烧冈草，断烟生石松。

Evening View of a Snow Scene

Jia Dao

Cane in hand, I gaze on fine snow;

Cloud on cloud spreads over the creek.

To snow-covered cots woodmen go;

The sun sets on the frowning peak.

In the wildfire burns the grass dried;

Mid rocks and pines smoke and mist rise.

Back to the temple by the hillside,

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