渭川田家
王维

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！