"Smoke wind is unexpected forest, shan Shenyuan is illuminated, the bell rouses meandering dusk. The bell rouses meandering dusk..
“烟络横林，山沈远照，迤逦黄昏钟鼓。”
The day has not dawned, the sun has not risen, the sky of cyan still is embedding a few rare falling incomplete star, coming loose faint light.
天还没有破晓，太阳还未升起，青色的天空还嵌着几颗稀落的残星，散着微弱的亮光。
My ramble is in forest, there is mist all round, yin box is worn moist, all is quiet, the sound that walks on deciduous leaf only it seems that makes sound in side side.
我漫步在林间，周围弥漫着薄雾，氤盒着润泽，万籁俱寂，似乎只有踩在落叶上的声音在耳边作响。
I am looking at hazy far hill, enveloping a fine gauze, faint ample, in wispy cloud and mist ignore far ignore close, keep sb at an arm's length. Resembling is a few Dan Mo, wipe in distant horizon. The day dawns gradually, oriental horizon float removes a the whitish color of a fish's belly-grey dawn, had delimited shallow morning sunlight, the colour of sky of the top of head also is mirrorred weakly by that downy red, weak, covered half wall thin azure.
我望着朦胧的远山，笼罩着一层轻纱，隐隐绰绰，在飘渺的云烟中忽远忽近，若即若离。就像是几笔淡墨，抹在遥远的天边。天渐渐破晓，东方的天际浮起一片鱼肚白，划过了浅浅的朝晖，头顶的天色也被那柔和的红色映得淡了，淡了，稀稀疏疏布满了半壁蔚蓝。
I know the sun rises, of dynamic, day break. The rising sun gave the earth plating of peaceful to get on auroral, the earth is bearing its v/arc bounties bestowed by a monarch or an official. "10 thousand hill are red, layer forest all is caught. " sunshine bend is aspersed come down, the leaf that is folded by layer cascade filters, fall to my hand, turned light circle into the round halation that sways gently, warm however not bright person.
我知道太阳升起来了，轰轰烈烈的，天亮了。旭日给恬静的大地镀上了一层玫瑰色，大地承受着它的恩泽。“万山红遍，层林尽染。”阳光倾洒下来，被层层叠叠的树叶过滤，落到我手上，变成了淡淡的圆圆的轻轻摇曳的光晕，温暖却并不灼人。
Forest face of dawn wind stroke. I sit below a tree, holding a fallen leaves in both hands, to the one raise in sky, the land of refute of full of stains or spots refute that taking sunshine is aspersed fall on the ground. Cool breeze has stroked my face softly, blow random hair silk, mountain forest is brushed brush shook rise, that is collision of countless grass-blade leaf photograph, give out if have,be like the noise that not have, although,sound faint, however very much force feels, resemble the symphony that is an early morning.
林间晓风拂面。我坐在一棵树下，捧着一把落叶，向空中一扬，带着阳光的斑斑驳驳地洒落在地上。清风温柔的抚过我的脸，吹乱了的发丝，山林刷刷的摇了起来，那是无数的草叶树叶相碰撞，发出的若有若无的响声，听起来虽微弱，却很有力量感，就像是一曲清晨的交响乐。
The sun is gradually elevatory, arboreous shadow is in forest move back and forth, crisscross of light and shade. I as these smooth shadows, ramble is in forest, carry the eye looks, the mirage below distance hill all comes loose, continuous fluctuant chain of mountains. Vicinity is clear but differentiate, verdant be about to drip, the mist compression ring that does not have there's still time to come loose is circling hill, distance is gradually ambiguous rise, disappear in distant horizon place, the elfland in just like dream.
太阳渐渐升高，树木的影子在林间穿梭，明暗交错。我随着这些光影，漫步在林间，抬眼望去，远方山下雾气尽散，连绵起伏的山峦。近处清晰可辨，苍翠欲滴，没来得及散尽的雾气环绕着山，远方渐渐模糊起来，消失在遥远的天边处，宛如梦中仙境。
The sun has risen zenith, broken gold was bespread on the ground, proper autumn, cicada cried to had been heard rarely, have bird cry a few times now and then, still have the flavor of some of Wen Wan.
太阳已经升到天顶了，地上铺满了碎金，正当秋天，蝉鸣已经很少听到了，偶尔有几声鸟啼，依然有些温婉的气息。
"The setting sun is infinite good, it is close dusk only. " towards evening, setting sun is like blood, the Yu Hui of setting sun, asperse to the world, those who be scattered in color of this Chinese ink forest on canal. The leaf painted the flame of eventide. Big cloudlet glow is caught showed a day, that is last blackish red. Slowly stroke delivers late wind an a faint fragrance.
“夕阳无限好，只是近黄昏。”傍晚，斜阳如血，将落日的余晖，洒向人间，撒在这墨色的林间小道上。树叶染上了日暮的光辉。大片云霞染透了天，那是最后一抹殷红。晚风徐徐地拂送来一阵阵幽香。
The setting sun kisses the small ring of the ground, differentiated by day with the night, cast forest tired black, also carrying that blackish red to return. In dusk, group the outline that hill presents look of black giving blueness only, the earth confused.
夕阳吻地的轻响，划分了白天与黑夜，投林的倦乌，也载着那殷红归去了。暮色之中，群山只呈现出青黛色的轮廓，大地一片迷茫。
Late at night, the moon shine upon of blurred gentleness is worn the cloud, asperse in forest, basket move the dream of the fine gauze. Cool breeze is like blow from the sky, taking the cool idea of Leng Yuehan star, leng Lengchao is wet, tender feelings ripples.
夜深了，迷离轻柔的月光映照着云，洒在林间，笼着轻纱的梦。清风似从天上吹来，带着冷月寒星的凉意，冷冷潮潮，柔情荡漾。