English Rendering
Shower on shower passes o'er the hills,
Clear,clear water flows neath bridges in the rills.
A garden pillows its bower amid the weed.
Outdoors in liquid moonlight lies afloat
A painted boat.
Frost cleared away on rivershore,
By waterside snow lingering no more.
Afar stands the blue gate to which two mountains lead.
Looking back,I find cloud and water up and down.
Where is the lonely town?
