The Jade Mountain/Dwelling by a Stream
Appearance
DWELLING BY A STREAM
I had so long been troubled by official hat and robeThat I am glad to be an exile here in this wild southland.T am a neighbour now of planters and reapers.I am a guest of the mountains and woods.I plough in the morning, turning dewy grasses, And at evening tie my fisher-boat, breaking the quiet stream.Back and forth I go, scarcely meeting anyone,And sing a long poem and gaze at the blue sky.