SHEN XIN 沈莘

Drums of mountain streams draw sweet sounds.

Halfway where coolness of the moon permeates is 

Covered by thick veils of clouds,

Beauty is fulfilled by the constellations of stars there.

In fragrant ponds dance flocks of swans,

Easefully roaming are the many birds and deer.

Embracing lotus, wish-fulfilling trees, and utpalas 

Bees hum melodies in delight.

The dense thickets sway and stage movements, 

And the vine branches bend like playful hands.

As if greeting the arriving guest,

Saying, “ How wonderful that you’ve come.”